**DANCING ON THE DARKSIDE -- The Candia Harcourt Songbook** *10. Thank You for the Gory Days of Wine and Rambling Roses* I knew a vamp who came in from the dark side, left his bad bumps behind Now he fought for the good and was misunderstood And he whined and he whined and he whined. Had him the other night oh what a waste of stake he was guilty cause I'm not his whitebread skirt He wonders why she left him, doesn't he know how good girls go for sin and hurt and Gory days on the deck of a pirate ship Gory days in the kiss of a sharkskin whip Gory days, sordid days. There's a stunner who looks like the Swan-Born, back in pulp she would act the femme fatale. Sometime she got redeemed and married the hero, now her interest rate is bugger all. Down at my Sewing Circle well we met up She found I was her big-time fanbyke. I just throw her down and bugger all her blues gone, she says when she's numb she shoplifts cheats and does her best pretending it's like Gory days in the burn of a blaster's beam Gory days to the tune of a henchman's scream Gory days, storied days. Think I'm going down to the 'Round tonight and I'm going to lurk till I get some luck And I ought to be ashamed despoiling dumbass darkness groupies, but I don't give a fuck! Yeah, just lushing round trading on my image and a bad bold backstory, but time creeps away and leaves love with my cold sister, bitch! bastard! I miss my stormy days Gory days and the dance of the voodoo dolls Gory days dyed the warp of our twisted souls Gory days, glory days. -- Gray http://www.quilpole.demon.co.uk "She does not get eaten by the sharks at this time." - William Goldman, _The Princess Bride_.