Ritz - Steve Harley, Cockney Rebel

Hark to Roualt’s white insanity

Clowns in drag concealing vanity

This is hardly Paradise

We’re still in search of petty scorn

Images so dead in mourning

Clap and cheer the man performing

This is hardly Paradise

We’re still in search of petty scorn

Couch my disease in chintz-covered kisses

Glazed calico cloth, my costume this is

Come to Pablo Fanque’s in indigo

We’ll show you pastel shades of rhyme

Take a letter, Ophelia, write

«Sorry Desdemona» bright

Peeking through the nimbus covers

We see the twisted tale of Man

Catch us in the cornfield hiding

Me, Maryse and Moonbeams gliding

Peeking through the nimbus covers

We see the twisted tale of Man

Careless, caress, curl up beside me

Visit, sleep and smile, and drown me

March together, slay like Nero

We’ll show you something you understand

(Originally this was «Now we have something you understand.»)

Oh!

the clown, his stare is eyeless

Shall he make you laugh or cry, yes

March together, slay like Nero

We’ll show you something you understand

The other verses are from the Cockney Rebel original version.

I’ve left them in

for general interest.

Also Steve and Marty performed the whole thing live at

least once

It is time to hide my body

Shall we start to speak of Holly

I don’t wanna be that superhero

'Til you have something we understand

Heard they’re moving Pisces into June

Shall we put together a platoon

I don’t wanna be that superhero

'Til you have something we understand