From the recording Solo & Live with Some Urgency
Lyrics
Bete Noir
I’m tired of chintz and Vivaldi.
Water color on the wall.
Your talk is lousy with references to Nietzsche, Oscar Wilde, and Chagall.
There’s just so much grief that one man can take who’s living in a gilded cage
Find yourself another noble savage
Maybe one who’s not so crazy with rage.
When I’m loose, won’t do you no good being rich
I’m a free fucking whiskey dribblin’ son-of-a-bitch
Cutting through town like a cross-cut saw
Defoliating chicken. Inhaling coleslaw
Lurching Loud Lascivious Lude
A monster of the moral turpitude
A McCormick Reaper of illicit glee
Unheedful of what the consequences be
Hear the cacophony of drunken ravings
Behold the orgy of unnatural cravings
Appetite devoid of mitigating factor
An ambulating thermonuclear reactor
I’ll smoke you up and throw you away like a twenty cent cigar
Babe I wanna be your Bete Noir.
Turn down the CD player, hon.
I believe it’s time we spoke
You’re smug. You’re annoying, You’re ugly. You’re self-centered, and you cannot take a joke
Your family are inbred morons. Your friends a bunch of stupid goddamn cows
Now I’m gonna do you the favor of busting up your goddamned house
When the building starts shaking, hon, it’s time to get out
Better prepare the evacuation route
Cutting through town like a cross-cut saw
Defoliating chicken. Inhaling coleslaw
Lurching Loud Lascivious Lude
A monster of the moral turpitude
A McCormick Reaper of illicit glee
Unheedful of what the consequences be
Hear the cacophony of drunken ravings
Behold the orgy of unnatural cravings
Appetite devoid of mitigating factor
An ambulating thermonuclear reactor
I’ll smoke you up and throw you a way like a twenty cent cigar
I wanna be your Bete Noir.