Color and Light

Order

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Design

Composition

Tone

Form

Symmetry

Balance

More red

And a little more red

Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue

Even, even

Good

Bum bum bum

Bum bum bum bum bum bum

More red!

More blue!

More beer!

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More light!

Color and light

There's only color and light

Yellow and white

Just blue and yellow and white

Look at the air, miss-

See what I mean?

No, look over there, miss

That's done with green

Conjoined with orange

Nothing seems to fit me right

The less I wear the more comfortable I feel

More rouge

George is very special

Maybe I am just not special enough for him

If my legs were longer

If my bust was smaller

If my hands were graceful

If my waist was thinner

If my hips were flatter

If my voice was warm

If I could concentrate

I'd be in the Follies!

I'd be in the cabaret!

Hey!

Gentlemen in tall silk hats

And linen spats

Would wait with flowers

I could make them wait for hours

Giddy young aristocrats

With fancy flats

Would drink my health

And I would be as hard as nails!

And they'd only want me more!

If I was a folly girl

Nah, I wouldn't like it much

Married men and stupid boys and too much smoke

And all that noise

And all that color and light!

Aren't you proper today, miss?

Your parasol so properly cocked

Your bustle so perfectly upright

And you, sir

Your hat so black

So black to you, perhaps

So red to me

None of the others worked at night

So composed for a Sunday

How do you work without the right

Bright

White

Light?

How do you fathom, George?

Red, red, red, red

Red, red, orange

Red, red, orange

Orange pick up blue

Pick up red

Pick up orange

From the blue-green, blue-green

Blue-green circle

On the violet diagonal

Di-ag-ag-ag-ag-ag-o-nal-nal

Yellow, comma, yellow, comma

Num, num, num

Num, num, num, num, num, num

Blue, blue, blue, blue

Blue still sitting

Red that perfume

Blue all night

Blue-green the window shut

Dut, dut, dut

Dot, Dot sitting

Dot, Dot waiting

Dot, Dot getting fat, fat, fat

More yellow

Dot, Dot waiting to go

Out, out, out

No, no, no, George

Finish the hat, finish the hat

Have to finish the hat first

Hat, hat, hat, hat

Hot, hot, hot, it's hot in here

Sunday!

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Color and light!

But how George looks, he could look forever

There's only color and light!

As if he sees you and he doesn't all at once

Purple and white

What is he thinking when he looks like that?

And red and purple and white!

What does he see? Sometimes not even blinking.

Look at this glade, girls

Your cool blue spot

His eyes. So dark and shiny

No, stay in the shade, girls

It's getting hot

Some think cold and black

It's getting orange

But it's warm inside his eyes

Hotter

And it's soft inside his eyes

And he burns you with his eyes

Look at her looking

And you're studied like the light

Forever with that mirror. What does she see?

And you look inside the eyes

The pink lips, the red cheeks

And you catch him here and there.

The wide eyes studying the round face, the tiny pout

But he's never really there

Seeing all of the parts and none of the whole

So you want him even more

But the way she catches light

And you drown inside the eyes

And the color of her hair

I could look at him (her) forever

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It's going well

Should I wear my red dress or blue?

Red

Aren't you going to clean up?

Why?

The follies, George

I have to finish the hat

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Damn!

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The follies

Will she yell or stay silent?

Go without me or sulk in the corner?

Will she be in the bed when the hat and the grass and the parasol

Have finally found their way?

Too green

Do I care?

Too blue

Yes

Too soft

What should I do?

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Well

Red