Lyrics

Scheherazade

Thousands of moans ago, a sultan took a wife
The cost of her unfaithfulness, she paid with her life
Embittered by Betrayal, enraged at woman kind
He'd marry only to murder, to ease his troubled mind.

Scheherazade Scheherazade Scheherazade

To end his mindless carnage, a young girl had a plan,
A tail that's never ending, might stay his muderous hand.
He sat in rapt attention, he hung on every word
yet for a thousand and one nights, The end was never heard

Scheherazade Scheherazade Scheherazade

The Sultan vowed to never , kill Scheherazade
Her wisdom and her guile, had this battle won.
thus we come to the moral, no matter what we know,
A dash of wit and wisdom, a sinners greatest foe.