Lyric

Silver spoon upon my tongue

Testing the soup for the King

Apricot, almond, and tea

Safe for Your Majesty

Wait, my lips are turning blue— ah

Fooled ya

La-di-da-da, Belladonna

Kiss the cook and lick the spoon clean

Guess which goblet hides the dose

Down the hatch it goes

Still here? La-di-da-da, Belladonna

Drop your fork and kneel to your Queen

Darling, it was in the roast

Let's propose a toast

Little doses every night

Built a sturdy appetite

Bishop slipped a drop or two

In the General's stew

Every bird among the flock

Brought a vial of their own

What a waste of lovely stock

I can pick clean the bone

Oops, the Bishop hit the floor— bam

Next course

La-di-da-da, Belladonna

Bolt the shutters, pocket the keys

Lords are face-down in the pie

My, oh my, oh my

Good boy, La-di-da-da, Belladonna

Sign the castle over to me

Tell the royal dynasty bye

Not a throat is dry

Candle wax is dripping down

On the linen cloth

No one left to scold my elbows

By the cooling broth

Bring the sorbet on a tray

Wash the palate clean

Heavy is a golden crown?

Lighter than a bean

Clear the table, bring the check— now

Dig in

La-di-da-da, Belladonna

Kiss the cook and lick the spoon clean

Have another glass, let it pour

Rotten to the core

Sweet dreams, La-di-da-da, Belladonna

Drop your fork and kneel to your Queen

Stack the golden crowns by the door

Still got room for more

Silver spoon upon my tongue

Save the cherry for the Queen