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Al Duvall - Ether Cone Lyrics

Vivian is playing croquet on the lawn
It's curious because it's hours 'til the dawn
Her dear old daddy's mansion lies in disrepair
Bit Viv lives in oblivion to pain and care
She's all alone with Ethan and his ether cone
In sweet and heavy air

She never had rubella or a housemaid's knee
But she has that doctor fella over constantly
She calls up to the monkey on the ceiling fan
While Ethan sinks his teeth into her drooping hand
He has his way, but she is off on holiday
In some gray foggy land

Now Bruce is treating Vivian to lemon ice
It's better he than Ethan and his hеathen vice
Ethan corners Brucе and starts the ether drip
He wakes up in the crow's nest of a whaling ship
A day or two and Greenland will come into view
The ice still on his lip

The vicar wears an ether cone at Easter prayer
He bickers with the bishop in his underwear
Absinthe makes the mind go wander, so they say
But the vapor in the paper is the only way
To keep a wife and bear the jagged shards of life
That carve you where they may
To keep a wife and bear the jagged shards of life
That carve you where they may