Chapter Text
Part I
"Like a Jester at the ball
Rub my shoulders with the kings
And I was draped in gold and velvet
Bathing in applause while I was jumping though the rings
And then the cooks would sound a bell
And all the kings would lick their lips
But I couldn't find a place mat
The dinner table's full and there's no room for me to sit
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
Just say you want me, just say you need me
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
Does anybody need me?
Is every last soul just fucking me over?
With tears on their shoes and ice on their shoulders
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?"
- Bad Flower (The Jester)
