The Great Reality Lyrics - This Beignet
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THIS BEIGNET
Copyright 2001 Michael E. Walker

Verse 1

Orange moon racing Lake Pontchartrain
Crescent line clacking over delta terrain
Maison Deville two turtles float around
Bourbon St. is a balloon twisting clown

Pre-Chorus

Jumbalaya, muffaletta, etoufee
October night just as sweet as…
as sweet as this beignet.

Chorus

Saints line the wall, glass pops in the hall
"I’ll kill myself," he says.
Our Lady looks down, a priest
falls to the ground
The altar’s turning red.

Verse 2

Miss Susan tell me what do they say?
Your cards are like gumbo with a
touch of felee
On Jackson Square the sheik is there
and Kaufman thumps the bass

Pre-Chorus (repeat)

Chorus (repeat)

Bridge (intrumental)

Chorus (repeat 2x)

Coda

The skyline over St. Louis One
City of dead I’m your son
Old bones in the heat of the sun.

This beignet….(just as sweet as)…