His Kiss, The Riot

HADES The devil take this Orpheus And his belladonna kiss Beautiful and poisonous Lovely! Deadly! Now it thickens on my tongue Now it quickens in my lung Now I?m stricken! Now I?m stung! It?s done already! Dangerous this jack of hearts With his kiss the riot starts All my children came here poor Clamoring for bed and board Now what do they clamor for? Freedom! Freedom! Have I made myself their Lord Just to fall upon the sword Of some pauper?s minor chord? Who will lead them? Who lays all the best laid plans? Who makes work for idle hands? Only one thing to be done Let them think that they have won Let them leave together Under one condition Orpheus, the undersigned Shall not turn to look behind She?s out of sight! And he?s out of his mind! Every coward seems courageous In the safety of the crowd Bravery can be contagious When the band is playing loud Nothing makes a man so bold As a woman?s smile and a hand to hold But all alone his blood runs thin And doubt comes, doubt comes in