Thomas Anderson

singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller

Cinderella Without Cinderella

by Thomas Anderson

from the album Ladies and Germs

Farewell the castle, farewell the prince,

Farewell the fairest of all;

What have you learned when midnight has turned

To the morning after the ball?

We used to know her when she was nothing,

Tell everybody you meet;

The horses were mice and you wouldn't look twice,

She scrubbed the floors at our feet.

Now she won't give us the time of the day,

We made her all she became;

She's broken our hearts, torn the family apart,

All for fortune and fame.

Cinderella without Cinderella

Isn't much of a tale.

The vain and pretentious craving attention,

It's old, it's sad and it's stale;

And it's over.

Cinderella without Cinderella

Isn't much of a tale.

Give it a year, two years at best,

People will find something new,

All the glass slippers become Jack the Rippers

And you are yesterday's news

And the phone doesn't ring and the mail doesn't bring

Anything but bills that are due;

The past is remote, it flies like a ghost.

Reach out and you reach right through.

Cinderella without Cinderella

Isn't much of a tale.

The vain and pretentious craving attention,

It's old, it's sad and it's stale;

And it's over.

Cinderella without Cinderella

Isn't much of a tale.