The Fat Lady of Limbourg

Well, I rang up Pantucci,
Spoke to Lu-chi, 
I gave them all 
They needed to know. 
If affairs are proceeding 
As we're expecting, 
Soon enough the weak spots will show. 
I assume you understand that we have options on your time, 
And will ditch you in the harbour if we must: 
But if it all works out nicely, 
You'll get the bonus you deserve
From doctors we [bad word] 

The Fat Lady of Limbourg 
Looked at the samples that we sent 
And furrowed her brow. 
You would never believe that
She'd tasted royalty and fame 
If you saw her now. 
But her sense of taste is such that she'll distinguish with her tongue 
The subtleties a spectrograph would miss,
And announce her decision, 
While demanding her reward: 
The jellyfish kiss.

Now we checked out this duck quack 
Who laid a big egg, oh so black 
It shone just like gold. 
And the kids from the city, 
Finding it pretty, took it home, 
And there it was sold. 
It was changing hands for weeks till someone left it by their fire
And it melted to a puddle on the floor: 
For it was only a candle, a Roman scandal oh oh oh,
Now it's a pool. 
That's what we're paid for
That's what we're paid for 
That's what we're paid for here.