A Rose is A Rose


Perfect Rose / Priscilla Bistoen


Jezebel from Israel who never read a book
Charmed the literati and a smile was all it took
I was laughing with Picasso when she first entered the room
But Gershwin, Tristan Tzara and Man Ray saw her too
There was never any doubt all would try to take her home
But she refused their every move, preferred to be alone
And a rose...A rose is a rose
Zelda had a breakdown, Fitzgerald hit the bar
His hand was broken, words were spoken, didn't get too far
Hemmingway was sweeter, more debonnaire and fun
But he would say her repartee was meaner than a gun
And a rose...
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose said my good friend Gertrude Stein
But she knows that I go to the old Deux Magots and I drink Pernod through the night
Jezebel from Israel who never read a book
She charmed the literati, and a smile was all it took
Before her Joyce will babble and Pound has gone insane
Eliot is paralized by thoughts of April rain
When she refused Lenon, he vowed to start a war
Stravinski beat the Rite of Spring right there on the floor
And a rose...
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose said my good friend Gertrude Stein
But she knows that I go to the old Deaux Magots and I drink Pernod through the night
Jezebel from Israel who never read a book
She charmed the literati and a smile was all it took
And then one night she's missing, a riot soon began
No one could stand the thought of Jezzie with another man
I raced down winding streets, I broke into her house
You'll never guess who Jezebel was kissin on the couch
And a rose...Is a rose
Hi Jezzie, Hi there Gertrude
Am I interupting something?
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose...


A Rose is A Rose
(Lyrics: Mark Danielewski — Music: Poe - 1997)