As requested the lyrics that helped me win prize in Maskerad

As requested the lyrics that helped me a win prize in Discworld convention Maskerade As Mr Shine to the tune of one night in bangkok

The Tourist:

Morpork, circle sea setting
And the city don't know what the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the Thud world in a
Show with everything but Bettys veil dance

Time flies -- doesn't seem a minute
Since the Klatchian spa had the Thud boys in it
All change -- don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue

It's 4Xland -- or the Djelibeybi -- or Ephebe -- or --
or this place!

COMPANY:

One night in Morpork and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the girls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel a seamstress sliding up to me

The Tourist:

One town's very like another
When your head's down over your pieces, brother

COMPANY:

It's a grag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city

The Tourist:

Wahoonies not clean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town --

COMPANY:

BLT, girls, warm, sweet
Some are set up in the Pussy Cat suite

The Tourist:

Quirm Code? You're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline,As I shine

COMPANY:

One night in Morpork makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Morpork and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful its New koom Valley
I can feel an auditor walking next to me

The Tourist:

Sam's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy Anhk river or reclining Brutha

And thank God's I'm only watching the game -- controlling it --

I don't see you guys rating
The kind of mate I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the Kings we use would not excite you

So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your custom Dress makers --

*maybe to cut short for time should stop here....
*Or fade to black and get off stage wih the music continueing.

COMPANY:

One night in Morpork and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the girls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel a seamstress sliding up to me

One night in Morpork makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Morpork and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful its New koom Valley
I can feel an auditor walking next to me