The World/Inferno Friendship Society - Peter Lorre Overture Lyrics
Hey Peter Lorre, where'd all the money go?I come to the stage with a tale of woeOf suffering and faith and insolent prideYou must hear every word before you goDo not try to run away and hideI come to the stage with a game of riskCatch me if you can and riddle me thisYou must pay attention, you must be quickQuicksilver quickWhere'd all the money go?Seven against Thebes come(Sieben gegen Thebes komm)Raging, raging drunkZues hates the sound of a bragging tongueI am the marriage of sulfur and mercuryHidden in a book of pornographyThe base metal turns the coke transmographiqueShould keep us in oysters for another weekHey, Peter LorreHey, hey, Peter LorreWhere'd all the money go?Where'd all the money go?