[Lyric] Courtly Industry (The Reverent Marigold)

Sew on the buttons to tie up the corset
It’s such a night for revelry
Paint up your face in cockatiel colors
There’s no need to hide your devilry

All the walls are tumbling and broken
The cold snap in the air is prickling my skin
Don’t hold your breath but raise up your voice
The long waited game is about to begin, begin

Take one last look at the noble visages
Who’s courtly industry held us all
Deep in the pocket of darkness and misery
Oh how far the mighty have to fall

How the proud marble sunders and shivers
How thе bright gilding melts to slag
How every facе that once graced a coin
Now is hid inside a canvas bag

Look on the fruits of all your labor
Thus let it be to monarchs and all
The rest of the blue blooded aristocrats
Who work so hard to keep us in thrall
Raise the glinting shine up high
Light the guttering gasoline wick
Find the closest Applebees
And throw a Molotov into the front of it!
Find the closest Applebees