Le SuperHomard

Karaoking

Disco: Meadow Lane Park [2019]
Autor: Christophe Vaillant - Pandora Burgess © Elefant Publishing / Alter K Publishing

He’s here on yet another bar-stool on Saturday night

His 3-piece-suit’s too tight, he loosens-up his tie

An uncomfortable tension fills the place like a cloud

His spine is wet, his breathing fast

 

As his turn approaches, he gets such a buzz

From feeling/seeing the look on people’s faces in the room

Takes one last sip of gin and bites the ice

He cannot think, he can only perform

 

He’s here on yet another bar-stool on Saturday night

His 3-piece-suit is old-fashioned

Mumbled voices take no notice of his move in the crowd

His hands are sweating, his feet numb

 

As his turn approaches, he gets such a buzz

From feeling the look on people’s faces in the room

Takes one last sip of gin and bites the ice

He cannot think, he can only perform

 

So far away and yet so close to the auditorium

Fascinated and surprised at this plain man

 

With such a voice, they’re overwhelmed, he doesn’t need to see the lines

With eyes shut he over sings the grotesque of his style

 

He needs no lyrics, it’s all in his heart

Tonight is not like any other night

This time he knows he’ll give it all he’s got

Tonight is when he pulls away the mask