**DANCING ON THE DARKSIDE -- The Candia Harcourt Songbook** *11. Dancing in the Dark is the Heart, Yeah Yeah Yeah!* One more year, one more ball's up And I ain't no nasty disgrace: Gonna hang my chainsaw up Gonna wipe the white sauce from off my face. Mrs Candia Harcourt Down on the floor -- in a chaste sweet dance -- She wears bustles and pretends like her name's from France. You can't stop desire You can't kick the lovebird out the ark She'll just fly higher. Won't you look at me, dancing out of dark? Oh, I want me that Sphinx-cat Riddle her right, and I'm happy though I die! Truth comes, bringing a sick *splat*: I can't believe she's a mass of polypi! Why must this always happen, like loving has to dump on my heart? Guess my soul's so misshapen God's just jonesing to tear it apart. You can't trust a liar You can't keep the dire wolf out your park Bird, meet barbed wire: Hit my destiny, dicking with the dark. I watch 'em trip the Quadrille While I sit here bitching, and bleed inside. Girl feels me feeling like roadkill Cuts the love-leash my Pavlovs tied. Hey pretty Lensfille Cammy We could be pitching us one good ball: I wanna glaze you with honey Yay baby, I wanna rock your Cosmic All! This lust it ain't no itching No girly gratitude kick dripping with sickly schmaltz You're just oh so bewitching... Well then my sweetness gimme just one waltz! ...Bray can't write inspired love-and-death without my breath to bless his art. His spark's a flyer: See me follow it, dancing into dark. Though some nights I'll tire struggling to keep my damned dear from eating his heart This bird's on fire Like a candlelight dancing in the dark. -- Gray http://www.quilpole.demon.co.uk "She does not get eaten by the sharks at this time." - William Goldman, _The Princess Bride_.