Bristol Museum Songtext - Beau

Bristol Museum - Beau

In the wake of the motorboat, sunlight did dance
A believable tango on the roadway to France
To the strains of the orchestra's Latin "Te Deum"
Out of the windows of the Bristol Museum,
Out of the windows of the Bristol Museum.

The handles that power the stately machines
Are held by the killers who sweep the latrines.
The virus is laughing, as obviously
The brushes are hung from the Bristol Musee,
The brushes are hung from the Bristol Musee.

The rows of medallions that hang on the chest
Of the hair-covered General now jingle to rest.
His jeep and his driver the law contravene
As they park 'neath the shadows of the Bristol Museen,
As they park 'neath the shadows of the Bristol Museen…

Bristol was quiet in enemy hands,
A Bavarian accent intoning commands
Gave few crumbs of comfort as voices cried "Schnell!"
And the bolts on the scaffolding parted and fell,
And the scaffolding fell from the Bristol Musell…

The motorboat complement never got through.
The radio reported them long overdue,
Then the strains of an orchestra played a "Te Deum"
From a concert recorded at the Bristol Museum,
From a concert recorded at the Bristol Museum.


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