You know my mother?

She would tell me this story

Of this woman in all of her glory

Going ‘round town

And wrecking havoc

In every naysayer’s path

She never cared

Didn’t matter when or where

She was gonna let you know

She was a ballerina

As a way of saying

She knew how to put on a show

They say extravagance 

Is of the enemy 

But that doesn’t matter, you see

Because the real villain here

Always was, always has been

And always will be

Those on the outside 

Thinking they know what’s within 

She’s standing on her tippy toes

And watching as the world goes

Because time stops for no one

Neither does she

She went by the rules of live and let die

But not before you send your neighbor the best goodbye

In the form of a cat dyed the color key lime

They say extravagance 

Is of the enemy 

But that doesn’t matter, you see

Because the real burden here

Were those who chose to pretend

They’ve never lived a day in sin 

Thinking they know what’s within