| Song | The Straight Razor Cabaret |
| Artist | Voltaire |
| Album | Riding a Black Unicorn... |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In a café | |
| On the Champs-Élysées | |
| I saw a girl the other day | |
| I was beguiled | |
| 'Til I saw her smile | |
| It was a gash across her face | |
| Not long ago, she found that she was alone | |
| So she wandered into the vaudeville show | |
| She should've known it'd be bad, | |
| She saw the name that it had: | |
| The Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| The first act was a stripper | |
| And the host looked like Jack the Ripper | |
| But the audience was dreary | |
| So he slashed them smiles from ear to ear | |
| He used a straight razor, | |
| 'Cause he's a face-raper | |
| And there's nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| And if he tells a joke, | |
| You better laugh 'til you choke | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| When I went down to Camden Town | |
| I saw a man reading the Bible | |
| I won't in haste describe his face | |
| For I might be sued for libel | |
| Not long ago, he found that he was alone | |
| So he wandered into the vaudeville show | |
| He should've known he'd be maimed | |
| When he discovered the name: | |
| The Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| While a strumpet stroked a donkey | |
| The host juggled five dead monkeys | |
| But the audience was snobs | |
| So he took a knife right to their gobs | |
| He used a straight razor, | |
| 'Cause he's a face-raper | |
| And there's nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| And if he does a trick | |
| You better laugh until you're sick | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| They call him straight razor | |
| 'Cause he's a face-raper, | |
| And there's nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| If he pulls a gaffe | |
| You better bloody up and laugh, | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret |
| In a cafe | |
| On the ChampsÉ lyse es | |
| I saw a girl the other day | |
| I was beguiled | |
| ' Til I saw her smile | |
| It was a gash across her face | |
| Not long ago, she found that she was alone | |
| So she wandered into the vaudeville show | |
| She should' ve known it' d be bad, | |
| She saw the name that it had: | |
| The Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| The first act was a stripper | |
| And the host looked like Jack the Ripper | |
| But the audience was dreary | |
| So he slashed them smiles from ear to ear | |
| He used a straight razor, | |
| ' Cause he' s a faceraper | |
| And there' s nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| And if he tells a joke, | |
| You better laugh ' til you choke | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| When I went down to Camden Town | |
| I saw a man reading the Bible | |
| I won' t in haste describe his face | |
| For I might be sued for libel | |
| Not long ago, he found that he was alone | |
| So he wandered into the vaudeville show | |
| He should' ve known he' d be maimed | |
| When he discovered the name: | |
| The Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| While a strumpet stroked a donkey | |
| The host juggled five dead monkeys | |
| But the audience was snobs | |
| So he took a knife right to their gobs | |
| He used a straight razor, | |
| ' Cause he' s a faceraper | |
| And there' s nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| And if he does a trick | |
| You better laugh until you' re sick | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| They call him straight razor | |
| ' Cause he' s a faceraper, | |
| And there' s nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| If he pulls a gaffe | |
| You better bloody up and laugh, | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret |
| In a café | |
| On the ChampsÉ lysé es | |
| I saw a girl the other day | |
| I was beguiled | |
| ' Til I saw her smile | |
| It was a gash across her face | |
| Not long ago, she found that she was alone | |
| So she wandered into the vaudeville show | |
| She should' ve known it' d be bad, | |
| She saw the name that it had: | |
| The Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| The first act was a stripper | |
| And the host looked like Jack the Ripper | |
| But the audience was dreary | |
| So he slashed them smiles from ear to ear | |
| He used a straight razor, | |
| ' Cause he' s a faceraper | |
| And there' s nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| And if he tells a joke, | |
| You better laugh ' til you choke | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| When I went down to Camden Town | |
| I saw a man reading the Bible | |
| I won' t in haste describe his face | |
| For I might be sued for libel | |
| Not long ago, he found that he was alone | |
| So he wandered into the vaudeville show | |
| He should' ve known he' d be maimed | |
| When he discovered the name: | |
| The Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| While a strumpet stroked a donkey | |
| The host juggled five dead monkeys | |
| But the audience was snobs | |
| So he took a knife right to their gobs | |
| He used a straight razor, | |
| ' Cause he' s a faceraper | |
| And there' s nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| And if he does a trick | |
| You better laugh until you' re sick | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| They call him straight razor | |
| ' Cause he' s a faceraper, | |
| And there' s nothing he hates more | |
| Than a stick in the mud | |
| If he pulls a gaffe | |
| You better bloody up and laugh, | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret | |
| At the Straight Razor Cabaret |