Dancing with a mask In corruption basks The lowest of the low it's true A fake marquis there On whores' children we stare And over there a pimp or two Alva got no hope Just another dope And the odd free screw And Lulu stands her ground She's lost but she is found And Alva not a thing can do Now in Montmartre, lovely Lulu basks Found a house of much ill-fame And now Alva Shun was her husband A lame dog in all but name Alva is at hand, he is such a fan He your hand does lick Follows you like dogs You're the machine he's a cog As you move from trick to trick Like a dog he pants, he is impotent And he can't you save Down and down, The spiral it is round leading To your grave That nasty pimp in there Will grab her by the hair Alva knows she's screwed Her father he she killed But he stays with her still To her he is glued Alva's got no hope Just another dope For the odd free screw Her destruction and her doom You know they're coming soon Alva not a thing can do Destruction now waits You're standing at its gates Alva not a thing can do For poor Lulu