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Down in the cellar in the Boho
I went looking for sweet inspiration, oh well
Just another hard time with Negro affectations

I was a hopeful in rooms this
When I was working
It's an old romance, the dance
Hasn't to sleep

But on the scuffle
The press was in my jeans
And any eye for
Caught a lace along the seams

And you were in the lot
by your own design
The of your style inscribed
On your contempt for

Jesus was a beggar, He was in grace
And kept His head in all His glory
It's just that steps outside the Boho dance
a fascination for me

A camera pans the hour
a blind of potted palms
And finds a lady in a dress
runs in her nylons

You read those where luxury
Comes as a to take a slave
Books artists in noble poverty
Go like to the grave

Don't you get on me
I know you're just too proud
You couldn't step outside the Boho now
Even if fortune allowed

Like a priest a pornographic watch
and longing on the sly
Sure it's from your uniform
But you can't get it out of eyes

Nothing is in me
On either of town
The were never really mine
Not mine, not mine, these gowns