Ms. Big-Shot dances alone
With Ms. Big-Shot time itself plays
She ordered a cake for Sunday
Ms. Big-Shot, wide stride
So came the future fate and misery
So came grief, pale guest
They spread out a full range of concerns
They will eat Ms. Big-Shot's whole cake
Ms. Big-Shot dances alone again
Loses her red shawl
Four verities for Ms. Big-Shot
And the time keeps dancing
Ms. Big-Shot is drunk with sadness
She drinks gold tears
Ms. Big-Shot is proud and alone
In a damp misty dress
On Ms. Big-Shot's knee
Sat a big black cat
He squints his eyes and counts the golden tears
Ms. Big-Shot strokes him the wrong way
So left the future fate and misery
So left the sad silver man
She turned over the shawl
And so forth, so forth in turn
Ms. Big-Shot dances alone again
Loses her red shawl
Four verities for Ms. Big-Shot
And the time keeps dancing
Ms. Big-Shot is drunk with sadness
She drinks gold tears
Ms. Big-Shot is proud and alone
In a damp misty dress