Beverly Jones - Walter the Waiter Lyrics

Walter the waiter gets up in the morning
Dodging from the falling rainbow clouds
Soon his arrival, leaping down the spiral staircase
He plays for the crowds

There're many, many faces to be fed tonight
Will you be dining too?
There're many, many jacks and queens and closet kings
Red lips
Rich tips

Walter the waiter shuffle through the paper
Listen to the banging of the hungry knives
Each dish different, settle on a preference
Your place, my place, let's change lives

There're many, many costumes to be worn tonight
Will you exhibit too?
There're many, many swirls and scents and different accents
Hat trick
Slapstick

Walter the waiter, like a ballerina
Into the arena he spins and turns
Guests all a frenzy, supper plates are empty
Blackbirds four-and-twenty never to return

Oh no no, you've made your choice too soon
Oh no no, your dream is coming true
It's everything you always wanted
What is there to say and do?
The heavens open and it's there in front of you
Now you may flinch or you may swerve
But you've got what you deserve
From the creator
A gift from Walter the waiter

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah