At The Bijou

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Lyrics Only
© 1980 Rich Mendoza

The movies were speaking, the market was peaking,
we lived off the fat of the land.
But the banquet was ending, a plague was descending,
the Day of the Locusts at hand.
But at the Bijou bitter gall became as sweet and brandy
and humble pie turned into cotton candy.

America was standing in bread lines,
Dillinger was stealing the headlines,
but down at the Bijou people said lines
like 'Boop Boop Be-Doop, Boop Boop Be-Doop.

Thru the Dust Bowl the black winds were wailing,
the rivers were rising, Ohio was bailing,
but little Shirley Temple always had clear sailing
on board the good ship Lollipop.

Andy Hardy never had to go hungry.
There was no bank panic at Tarzan's branch.
Il Duce and the Fuehrer
couldn't have been obscurer
on the planet Mongo or the Melody Ranch.