Letra de Straight razor cabaret

In a café
On the Champs-Élysées
I saw a girl the other day
I was beguiled
´Til I saw her smile
It was a gash across her face

Not long ago, she found that she was alone
So she wandered into the vaudeville show
She should´ve known it´d be bad,
She saw the name that it had:
The Straight Razor Cabaret
The first act was a stripper
And the host looked like Jack the Ripper
But the audience was dreary
So he slashed them smiles from ear to ear

He used a straight razor,
´Cause he´s a face-raper
And there´s nothing he hates more
Than a stick in the mud
And if he tells a joke,
You better laugh until you choke
At the Straight Razor Cabaret

When I went down to Camden Town
I saw a man reading the Bible
I won´t in haste describe his face
For I might be sued for libel

Not long ago, he found that he was alone
So he wandered into the vaudeville show
He should´ve known he´d be maimed
When he discovered the name:
The Straight Razor Cabaret
While a strumpet stroked a donkey
The host juggled five dead monkeys
But the audience were snobs
So he took a knife right to their gobs

He used a straight razor,
´Cause he´s a face-raper
And there´s nothing he hates more
Than a stick in the mud
And if he does a trick
You better laugh until you´re sick
At the Straight Razor Cabaret

They call him straight razor
´Cause he´s a face-raper,
And there´s nothing he hates more
Than a stick in the mud
If he pulls a gaffe
You better bloody up and laugh,
At the Straight Razor Cabaret
At the Straight Razor Cabaret
At the Straight Razor Cabaret!