Opening (feat. Lauren Osborn)

There's a desert where a carnival Hungry roams round and prowls Waits to feed, but let's not speak of this now A frontier town past the desert Rests here in the queer and quite weird west Let's stroll its streets as the sun creeps on down Soon we come to the saloon Let us stop Shots, they are calling our name Pray we must stay We've come on quite a day Miss Helen's one pace from disgraced cabaret Look 'round the town's all here and more Werewolves recline upon the floor All is at last more like now than before Tonight things that circle, wait and prey Crouch far enough away, let's play With your heart, see what it takes it to break The light dies upon our pale lives As it rises right now on the stage Settle back in with your glass full of gin For Miss Helen's one pace from disgraced cabaret And now the cast who appears tonight In our torrid tales of intrigue and delight I am Helen, and I shall guide you through Tales from our dear town which we'll regale to you In every tale a hero must appear And our sheriff, rugged true and brave is here This week once again He will face friends, I fear The queen of crime, the sinister Han Mi Whose exotic webs of intrigue and deceit What dark oriental magic She brings to us from the east Yes, it's the tired dragon lady trope again! Let's stick to the script this week! Come see Han Mi, the lazy, racist caricature From a small-minded, bigoted, asshat of a writer! And of course my friends, we cannot forget Our alchemist friend and secrets that he tends Our curtain has risen, come join us my friends Our town's like an address to an orgy For tired tropes and pulp stories Gaze on the floor once more As they writhe and copulate Your heart has such sublime ache An iconic role you'll make, stay One day you'll appear with us here on the stage And stay in this saloon, those still sane Unite here each week for a play Let's all drink a shot Of whatever you've got For Miss Helen's one pace from disgraced cabaret