The Masked Singer

So You Thought You Could Dance out on the bill
Peering through keyholes, looking to kill
Trying to see The Masked Singer

And you're not the first flower to trust
The iridescent birch bark into the dusk
Like some new Last Duchess of the forest floor

Faceless, more or less
Following footprints
New name feels the same
Fake it till you fail

Shovels in trenches digging up just rain
Always underestimate the panic in the writers room
Always has to be some new kid undercutting protocol
Tеll me it's not my problem, that's just fine
You can takе your time
'Cause I'm taking mine
Yeah, I'm taking mine

So many men died in the parade
Now the ships sail down The Esplanade
They used to find sashes and brass washed up on the shore

You've got ideas
To ricochet the runway
A cascade of comebacks
And business ain’t booming

Moving house in the same direction
Can't protect your favourite sponsor's wing from museum fatigue
Can't shake the manger hay off knocking on open doors
Buddy, it's not my problem and that's fine
You can change your mind
'Cause I'm changing mine
Yeah, I'm changing mine

The rumours were true
Everything hurt like hell
The rumours were true
Now I am a changed devil

And I could have danced all night
I could have spread my wings
I could have danced all night
And done a thousand things
But without
Without begging
Yeah, without
Begging