do the strand

Okay I was in a bad mood during the last post. I didn’t really mean it about stepping out in the alley behind this blog and fighting it out. Let’s change the subject. Ever wonder what it would sound like if a hyper-educated Count Dracula formed a band and wanted to be a pop star? He would look and sound like Bryan Ferry. “Fed up with fandango?” Me too.

There’s a new sensation
A fabulous creation
A danceable solution
To teenage revolution
Do the Strand love
When you feel love
It’s the new way
That’s why we say
Do the Strand
Do it on the tables
Quaglino’s place or Mabel’s
Slow and gentle
Sentimental

All styles served here
Louis Seize he prefer
Laissez-faire Le Strand
Tired of the tango
Fed up with fandango
Dance on moonbeams
Slide on rainbows
In furs or blue jeans
You know what I mean
Do the Strand

Had your fill of Quadrilles
The Madison and cheap thrills
Bored with the Beguine
The samba isn’t your scene
They’re playing our tune
By the pale moon
We’re incognito

Down the Lido
And we like the Strand
Arabs at oasis
Eskimos and Chinese
If you feel blue
Look through Who’s Who
See La Goulue
And Nijinsky
Do the Strandsky
Weary of the Waltz
And mashed potato schmaltz
Rhododendron

Is a nice flower
Evergreen
It lasts forever
But it can’t beat Strand power
The Sphynx and Mona Lisa
Lolita and Guernica
Did the Strand

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