If you live around here,
You need cash in the bank
'Cause the houses 'round here
Are all flashy and swank
An' the front bit, ha!
'At's what's called a facade!
All the people 'round here
Are as posh as can be
You won't see 'em hobnobbin'
With rubbish like me
It's the snob bit,
Also called a facade
Every day,
People in their own sweet way
Like to add a coat of paint
And be what they ain't!
That's how our little game is played,
Livin' out their masquerade
Getting rich and getting laid,
Who'd want to trade?
But there's one thing I know,
And I know it for sure:
This disease that they've got
Has got no ready cure!
And I'm certain
Life is terribly hard
When your life's a facade!
Every night here one house
Or another is a funhouse
'Cause there's someone giving a party
As you see sir!
This one here tonight
Is rather special, am I right?
It's the betrothal of Sir Danver's daughter, Lisa
Sir Danvers Carew is a good man
They call him the creme de la creme
Whatever that means,
He's a bloody sight better than them!
Nearly everyone you meet
When walking down a London street
Pretends to be a pillar of society
A model of propriety,
Sobriety and piety
Who's never even heard of notoriety
The ladies an' gents 'ere before you
Which none of 'em ever admits
May have saintly looks
But they're sinners an' crooks!
Hypocrites!
If you live around here
You need lots of panache
If you live in town, dear
Then you must cut a dash
T'isn't hard, dear,
To create a facade
You must seem to be rich
And have money to burn
Even thought it's a b***h
Spending more than you earn
That's the game here
And the name is facade
One or two
Might look kinda well-to-do
But I bet you precious few
Have payed for their boots
I'm inclined to think
Half mankind thinks the other half is blind
Wouldn't be surprised to find
They're all in cahoots
At the end of the day,
They don't mean what they say
They don't say what they mean
They don't ever come clean
And the answer,
Is it's all a facade
Call a walk promenade
Call a street boulevard
Grease your hair with promade
You'll be held in regard
And I bet'cha
If you stay on your guard(stay on your guard)
They'll all say you're a card
People love the facade
What's behind the facade
Look behind the facade
