Lyle Lovett - An Acceptable Level Of Ecstasy Lyrics
The two-step it drug like a ball and chainWhile the band was playing something like moon river or somewhere over the rainbowAnd i was chasing the black man with the champagneAnd i was chasing the black girl with the oysters rockefellerAnd it was a highbrow occassionFor no special reasonAnd nobody knewNobody knewThat the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlorAnd the whole thing was paid for by the funeral directorWho poisoned the saxophone sectionAnd if you ain't the big daddyYou ain't nobodyIf you ain't the big daddyYou ain't nobodyRed and yellow, black and tanBut white that's the color of the big boss manIt was a twenty-piece orchestra at the warwick hotelWith some fat man from the opera who tried to sing mistyAnd it was black men and black boys in white ties and tailsAnd mascara and rouge and fake fingernailsIf you ain't the big daddyYou ain't nobodyIf you ain't the big daddyYou ain't nobodyRed and yellow, black and tanBut white that's the color of the big boss manThey had them everywhere manThey had one on every foot and every handAnd they was all saying yes sirAnd right away ma'amAnd they was picking up platesAnd they was pouring wineAnd they was checking umbrellasAnd making shoes shineAnd they was handing out towels in the washroomFor a quarterAnd it was an acceptable level of ecstasyAs far as everyone could seeBut nobody knewThat the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlorAnd the whole thing was paid for by the funeral directorWho poisoned the saxophone sectionAnd if you ain't the big daddyYou ain't nobodyIf you ain't the big daddyYou ain't nobodyRed and yellow, black and tanBut white that's the color of the big boss man
