Brighella
Brighella (Frenchis: Brighelle) is a comic, masked character from the Commedia dell'arte. His early costume consisted of loosely fitting, white smock and pants with green trim and was often equipped with a batocio (also batacchio or battacio, depending on region) or slap stick, or else with a wooden sword. Later he took to wearing a sort of livery with a matching cape. He wore a greenish half-mask (traditionally olive-green) displaying a look of preternatural lust and greed. He evolved out of the general Zanni, as evidenced by his costume, and came into his own around the start of the 16th century.
He is loosely categorized as one of the zanni or servant characters though he often was portrayed as a member of the middle class such as a tavern owner: his character could be adapted to whatever the needs to the scenario might be, just as Brighella himself is adaptable to any circumstance. He is essentially Arlecchino's smarter and much more vindictive older brother. As in a stereotype of those who have risen from poverty, he is often most cruel to those beneath him on the social ladder; he even goes so far as to kill on occasion. In later versions of his character these violent and malicious traits were lessened substantially. Pierre Louis Duchartre, in his The Italian Comedy, theorizes that in France, the gentilified Brighella eventually culminated in the character of Figaro, known from the plays and operas.
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by: BarlowThe St. Louisa school girl
Corona on her breath
Push up ammunition
Smoke some crystal meth
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
Sugar Fairy Princess never been before
Bald headed bouncers counting 1-2-3
She just walked right in and showed her fake I.D. and said…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
she said…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
The ruler infiltration
Over enemy lines
On the name of freedom
Win a real good time
4am confession in the bathroom stall
She’s under surveillance and a disco ball
She’s dancing on the speakers, call security
And she just shakes her ass and shows her fake I.D. and says…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen (yeah)
she said…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
Well she’s a James Bond, side dong? operation Hong Kong
Her daddy’s sleepin now they’ve got the systems gone wrong
Sucker
Well all she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
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All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
Sucker, I’m only seventeen (yeah)
she said…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
Well she’s a James Bond, side dong? operation Hong Kong
Her daddy’s sleepin now they’ve got the systems gone wrong
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
All she wants to do
All she wants to do
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor