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Much has been written, in story and song, of the night that the Tea Room came down.
No cheerier a place in town could be found.
Making smiles from frowns, turning bad days around, its spirits will fly and your troubles will drown, so come down to the spot most renowned.
Dry-Ice Finnish croons with a grin, "Let your troubles be loose and unwound."
The mirrors on the walls reflect candle-crowns and the light is set abound.
The walls quiver, mirrors shake and the glow dances around the room that will soon come down.
Heels click and hips rub and they shake to the sound.
Their hands clap, their feet pound to a rhythm that makes the foundation unsound.
And sweat pours in drops as big as your head and heat stalks the place like a hound.
And while the whole crowd is clowning around, something moves, something shakes underground.
"Moonlight is sunlight and it's noon tonight, so in lunar rays let us be gowned. On this night, on this mound of ash-gray and mud-brown, to the Tea Room I welcome you now."
He cries, "Come crowd around here, deep downtown. Where the 'Tea' stands for 'Tonight' and the room spins 'round. Tonight we're all falling down."
So go put on your hat and a pair of dry clothes and come down, come down, come down.