The Fat Lady Of Limbourg

Well, I rang up Pantucci,

Spoke to Lu-chi,

I gave them all

They needed to know.

If affairs are proceeding

As we're expecting,

Soon enough the weak spots will show.

I assume you understand that we have options on your time,

And will ditch you in the harbour if we must:

But if it all works out nicely,

You'll get the bonus you deserve

From doctors we trust.

The Fat Lady of Limbourg

Looked at the samples that we sent

And furrowed her brow.

You would never believe that

She'd tasted royalty and fame

If you saw her now.

But her sense of taste is such that she'll distinguish with her tongue

The subtleties a spectrograph would miss,

And announce her decision,

While demanding her reward:

The jellyfish kiss.

Now we checked out this duck quack

Who laid a big egg, oh so black

It shone just like gold.

And the kids from the city,

Finding it pretty, took it home,

And there it was sold.

It was changing hands for weeks till someone left it by their fire

And it melted to a puddle on the floor:

For it was only a candle, a Roman scandal oh oh oh,

Now it's a pool.

That's what we're paid for

That's what we're paid for

That's what we're paid for here.