Pigpen Theatre Co. Bullfighter Lyrics

The bullfighter and the pushcart girl
They come to odds in a city square
He stamps and shouts into her eyes
She puffs right back, tosses her hair

The crowd roars up with the swipe of the sword
The sun beats down
The only face he'll recognize
Is that of a girls who's back in town

Walking down the street of Spain
Oh the fools in the parade
Where his heroes were made
They're just fools in the parade

She's betrothed to a cobbling man
He treats her good
But he ain't no bullfighter And that's the way that it should be

Walking down the streets of spain
Oh the fools in the parade
Where her money is made
They're just fools in the parade

The man of the match, the peoples eye
Makes his run at Rome
The rattle wheel, the broken wife
Makes herself at home

The bullfighter and the pushcart girl
They comes to odds in the city square
They stamp their legs and lock their eyes
They live their lives ‘cause nothing's there

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