The Lure

There were seven girls on

The Albatross

But it's you who left

this sadness in my head

You were seventeen

when we were dating

It was in Augustw

that I first laid eyes on you

Your name was Beata

It's a beautiful name, my love

Help us come ashore

There's no need to fear

We won't eat you, my dear

Eat you, eat you...

THE LURE:

What are you doing?

Hi there.

- What's that smell?

- Beats me, boss. I got a cold.

Then stay home

and don't spread it around.

Mrs. Rockets, what's that smell?

We're cooking in here, boss.

Actually they're a friend's kids.

And this is a nightclub

with a liquor license

and adult entertainment.

And this room is

for authorized staff only.

Beat it, you two.

Fine.

Excuse me, boss.

Here you go.

Take your clothes off.

Nothing.

Sit down.

Smooth as Barbie dolls.

This is great!

I have to say

you really got me this time.

Are those real?

Check for yourself.

Sure they won't bite?

They're still young.

So what do you suggest?

The slit in the tail?

Where's it supposed to be?

There it is!

Thing is, they smell fishy.

It's not that bad.

And if they dry out and change back,

just splash some water on them.

No offense, but I was wondering...

where'd you learn to speak Polish?

On the beach in Bulgaria.

That's great.

Just great.

Give it up for Miss Muffet

and "The Banana Song"!

Swinging in the sun

And thinking lazy thoughts

There's a noise up in the sky

I slowly raise my eyes

I see a jet full of businesspeople

Packed to capacity

While down here

there's just a carefree song

And the lapping of the sea

It's the banana song

It'll be all right...

I just splashed water on them.

I didn't hurt them.

Hold on.

- Breadstick?

- Please!

What are your names?

- I'm Golden.

- And I'm Silver.

"Imgolden," "Andimsilver."

Very nice.

They can do

backup vocals and strip.

Here's an advance.

Now get them

something decent to wear.

I'm new to the city

I wanted to put

my best foot forward

Change what I can change

and get their attention

A mention, a nod

I could be soaring

But life's gross and boring

I walk through the city

Cars honking, polluting

New sights all around me

The lights, sounds, and faces

never cease to astound me

Bright shiny neon

Is saying this is

the best street to be on

Hustle and bustle

Buses, people, and cars

So exciting we're not leaving

We like it here

The city will tell us

what it is we lack

The city will tell us

what is it we lack

We've chosen to live here

We want things to be clear

The city will tell us

What is it we lack

There's not a dull minute

Lots of people live in it

The tastes, smells, and pleasures

The garbage, the treasures

Pigeons and sirens

Horns and pylons

Streets hot and exciting

Parks cool and inviting

The city will tell us

What it is we lack

It knows for a fact

what it is we lack

We've chosen to live here

We want things to be clear

Hands made filthy by dirty deeds

Can't stand to watch it go to seed

Want to hang out here a while

before swimming to America?

Sure.

Silver...

what if you fall in love?

Don't be silly.

Would you eat him?

Girls...

I want you to cover up a bit

when you're singing.

Why that?

Give 'em something

to look forward to.

Remember:
Give it 100%...

But not 200% or 300%.

- Knock 'em dead, Krysia.

- Nervous, girls?

Just have fun

and let the rest happen.

Follow me.

Don't touch me.

The next act is Figs 'n' Dates...

featuring two sisters...

two little mermaids.

Let's hear it

for Silver and Golden!

Nice, huh?

You were my heart's beating

My life and spring so fleeting

My dreams before and after

My wind, my wine, my laughter

After midnight in my town

the streetcars all get lost

The night is run by demons

and the wires all get crossed

Infernal powers fiddle with the routes

It's all in limbo

And for some reason all the lines

end up outside your window

You were my heart's beating

My life and spring so fleeting

My dreams before and after

My wind, my wine, my laughter

Someone asked me how you are

How's it going

Someone with whom you're at war

Out there, longing

Someone rushes

through the night on a streetcar

They think they know the score

but I'm already at your door

You were my heart's beating

My life and spring so fleeting

My dreams before and after

My wind, my wine, my laughter

Girls...

I'm so proud of you.

My pretty girls.

Jesus...

Where did you disappear to?

Golden!

- Who me?

- No, Santa Claus.

It's been a long time

since I've felt this lonesome

It can't be the weather

though it's pretty loathsome

At night I get cravings

that aren't quite wholesome

It's been a long time

since I've felt this lonesome

It can't be the weather

though it's pretty loathsome

At night I get cravings

that aren't quite wholesome

Because I'm sad and so are you

Now he's sad 'cause we're sad too

You're all sad and they're all sad

We're all gloomy as hell

Bid farewell to cheerful smiles

Dark thoughts eat me up alive

I'm a fly facing winter

heavy, black, and sleepy

Because I'm sad and so are you

Now he's sad 'cause we're sad too

You're all sad and they're all sad

We're all gloomy as hell

Champagne.

Hey, Silver!

What the f***?

The name's Golden.

I'll be right back.

You know I'm hung up on you.

I love you...

but don't tell anyone.

Golden?

Golden!

Open up, Golden. I give up.

You win.

Silver.

- Have you seen my sister?

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