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Every time I played this song for people when I was working on it, they all said the same thing. They'd listen to it and say, "Did you say 'face raper'?" lol. I'd explain to them that it was the only thing that rhyme with straight razor. They would then point out to me that face raper doesn't actually rhyme with straight razor. Oh well, it was as close as I could come. Other people have asked me if this song is about the joker from batman. It isn't but maybe I was subconsciously inspired by his exploits.

Credits:

Aurelio Voltaire- Vocals/Guitar

Brian Viglione- Drums

Franz Nicolay- Accordion

Maxim Moston- Violin

LYRICS:

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 until 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 were 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