Lord Byron's Friends

Lord Byron lounges by the pool With that Original bad boy stare… Drinking wine from a human skull Throwing fish to his Pet Bear His friends spitting out Staples of Modern Horror… Culture on a Weekend Dare… One his Doctor Father of Vampires The other Mary Mother of Frankenstein A fly on that wall ohhhhhh what it saw… minds on fire Passionate exchanges of thoughts and liquids Talks of Revolution and Liberty of man [Chorus] He was a man of many vices He loved men, women, and revolution He gave us Vampires, Frankenstein, And Babbage’s Love Lace Fairy Beauty in his words Travel across centuries His daughter Ada Lovelace Mother of Algorithms Thrown by her mother Into mathematical Rigor To stamp out Byronic Imagination Babbage called her “The Enchantress of Numbers” She call herself his “Fairy” Drug induced confessions Blew her husband's mind… What did she say? To give Mr. Lovelace Such a sour face… Consumption took her at 36 Laid down with her dad In the dirty mix [Chorus] He was a man of many vices He loved men, women, and revolution He gave us Vampires, Frankenstein, And Babbage’s Love Lace Fairy Beauty in his words Travel across centuries A poor boy with a club foot Transformed to a Baron A Purveyor of Revolution Lost not to sword or cannon But to leeches and a fever Survived by his dog’s epitaph "all the virtues of Man without his vices.” [Chorus] He was a man of many vices He loved men, women, and revolution He gave us Vampires, Frankenstein, And Babbage’s Love Lace Fairy Beauty in his words Travel across centuries