MATA HARI MET HARRY HOUDINI

Mata Hari, well she squinted at Lazarus and said:
“Over here dear – I’m practically dead”

“Lazzy Babe – any advice you might like to share with us?
Besides –– your standard of course … the old:
‘Just lie back & think of Jesus’…”

If love is a force of nature – is there no escape from love?
If there’s no escape from love – then how does love escape us?
How does love escape us – if there’s no escape from love?

Mata Hari asked Lazarus
Eh babe what can you do for us
I’m a star but I have trouble getting up
It’s difficult for us in the secret service
So any tips beyond lie back and wait for Jesus

Harry Houdini, he was on the scene - and he heard all this
Knew she was a spy; that she dealt in secrets
And it made him nervous
Besides, she’d been giving him the eye as he tried to hide
His box of tricks, his tools of the trade
For this tricky business, as he organised
His stuff for another day at the circus
Another well-paid special appearance
& then disappearance & then reappearance

“You got a problem boy?” went Mati Hari
All very loudly and all of a-suddenly
Looking down at Harry Houdini because she
didn’t like the look he was giving her

“No M’am no” he replied “But I’ll be blunt here
Not only are you putting your smokes out in my dinner
But you’ve been talking to no-one - shouting into thin air
But there’s no-one there

“If you look you’ll see – there’s nobody
Least of all Lazarus – he’s long gone
He was raised from the dead
But you didn’t really expect him to live forever did you Baby?
No one gets to escape death …
Yeah, the – er – Great Leveller I guess”

Mati Hari blinked and suddenly she saw
A fresh lock fit for the picking
A boy whose cock needed a licking

Nevermind it had got around that love did not hound Harry Houdini
He was all about in and out
He was a master at escapology

If love is a force of nature – is there no escape from love?
If there’s no escape from love – then how does love escape us?
How does love escape us – if there’s no escape from love?

Do we have any choice in it?
Mata Hari – stealing secrets – tell me this
How you get away with it? Is it your special trick?
What’s your secret?

How can we trust you Mata Hari? How can I?
How do you trust a spy?

“Say what you like – I’m a spy
Harry, I can’t deny it – Yes, I am a spy
And I know you’re an illusionist
That as maybe – but this…
This is love – and there’s no escape from it”

“Only denial – only denial of it
Take it from me
From a spy to an escapologist”

If love is a force of nature – is there no escape from love?
If there’s no escape from love – then how does love escape us?
How does love escape us – if there’s no escape from love?

I know you’re all about secrets and sabotage
And for me, escape is what counts
For you, I’m just another lock for the picking
And you’ll do – another lush talking too much for me to stick my dick in