Cabaret Laws of New York
or
Gulliani and Bloomberg are dance fascists
You can't dance, on this floor.
That's not what, we're here for.
No license, for cabaret.
That's what the Mayor's dance police make us say:
You can't dance, Don't beg to,
Cannot shake, a leg to,
Any tune, our band might play,
Unless we beg New York to make it OK,
If you must dance, we can't allow you to stay.
You may think that dance is self-expression.
First amendment won't allow suppression.
But, unless your litigation's flawless,
You'll find officials, can be quite lawless.
and that's why:
The fine is, three grand, it's
Government, those bandits.
They tell us, no cabaret.
They'd fine us, take our enterprise all away.
'Cause we're not licensed as a damn cabaret.
-instrumental-
You can't dance, Don't beg to,
Cannot shake, a leg to,
Any tune, our band might play,
If you must dance, we can't allow you to stay.
'less they consent to let us be Cabaret
New York City makes us seek permission,
Else wise there's a dancer prohibition.
If the well-connected, want to buy us,
The dance police would,
Would gladly fry us.
And that's why:
No Virginia reel, it's
Our bar till, they steal it.
Which they might, If you should dance,
O' New York City tramples fun and romance,
Blame Gulliani, he's why you couldn't dance.
- Blame Mayor Bloomberg, 'cause he's why...
You can't dance.
Copr. 2002 Chris Garvey
