Ode to Laby FanGirlsAs he sits in his window staring out at the starsMore Like This
Jareth our favourite Sparkly King said
'They all wish goblins would take them to my bed.'
But no... its not so... we must admire from a far...
Now in his throne room with chicken and swine
He's dancing his balls on the tips of his fingers
But its much lower down our eyes seem to linger!
tho he is a musician both famous and fine.
Oh Jareth! oh Jareth show us our dreams!
We will write them and paint them as best as we can
All golden and rosy like your faraway land!
we will plot them with climaxes and schemes
Oh Jareth! oh Jareth play with your balls...
Spin them and twirl them and move them with ease
Around and around... But oh dont drop them oh please!
to roll so forlorn down your cold drafty halls!
Oh Jareth! oh Jareth forgive me my rhyme
I tried yes I did! with a tear and much fret
take no offence, spare me the Oubliette!
and I promise to polish your boots quite fine.