You're nearer than my head is to the pillow
Nearer than the wind is to the willow
Dearer than the rain is to the earth below
Precious as the sun to the things that grow
You're nearer than the ivy to the wall is
Nearer than the winter to the fall is
Leave me, but when you're away, you'll know you're nearer
For I love you so
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Nobody's Off The Hook Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Haven't fallen down in a while
Sitting here walking the line
Well that's ok, I ain't no book
'Cause nobody's off the hook
See you looking so sad
Trying to live your life in style
Well that's ok, you ain't no crook
'Cause nobody's off the hook
I remember you when, looking like a teenager
How you have become a man with all the power
Running the moon aground
Who would ever have thought, hanging with a homo and hairdresser
You would become the one desired in every woman's heart
But you never will lose, your heart with those little boys
Haven't fallen down in a while, sitting here walking the line
Well that's ok, 'cause I have looked
And nobody's off the hook
'Cause life will take that little heart, and bring you to your knees
Threatening to break it for the final time
And you'll believe it, yes, you will believe it
But look, nobody's off the hook
Sitting here walking the line
Well that's ok, I ain't no book
'Cause nobody's off the hook
See you looking so sad
Trying to live your life in style
Well that's ok, you ain't no crook
'Cause nobody's off the hook
I remember you when, looking like a teenager
How you have become a man with all the power
Running the moon aground
Who would ever have thought, hanging with a homo and hairdresser
You would become the one desired in every woman's heart
But you never will lose, your heart with those little boys
Haven't fallen down in a while, sitting here walking the line
Well that's ok, 'cause I have looked
And nobody's off the hook
'Cause life will take that little heart, and bring you to your knees
Threatening to break it for the final time
And you'll believe it, yes, you will believe it
But look, nobody's off the hook
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Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Rock-a-bye Your Baby With A Dixie Melody Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Rock-a-bye your baby to a Dixie melody
When you croon, croon a tune from the heart of Dixie
Just place that cradle, mammy mine
Right on that Mason-Dixon Line
And swing it from Virginia to Tennessee
With all the love that's in ya
"Weep No More, My Lady" - sing that song again, for me
Sing "Old Black Joe" just as though you had me on your knee
A million baby kisses, I'll deliver
If you will only sing that "Swanee River"
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby to a Dixie melody
"Weep No More, My Lady" - sing that song again, for me
Sing "Old Black Joe" just as though you had me on your knee
A million baby kisses, I'll deliver
If you will only sing that "Swanee River"
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby to a Dixie melody
When you croon, croon a tune from the heart of Dixie
Just place that cradle, mammy mine
Right on that Mason-Dixon Line
And swing it from Virginia to Tennessee
With all the love that's in ya
"Weep No More, My Lady" - sing that song again, for me
Sing "Old Black Joe" just as though you had me on your knee
A million baby kisses, I'll deliver
If you will only sing that "Swanee River"
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby to a Dixie melody
"Weep No More, My Lady" - sing that song again, for me
Sing "Old Black Joe" just as though you had me on your knee
A million baby kisses, I'll deliver
If you will only sing that "Swanee River"
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby to a Dixie melody
Monday, December 15, 2008
Come Rain Or Come Shine Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
I'm gonna love you, like nobody's loved you
Come rain or come shine
High as a mountain, deep as a river
Come rain or come shine
I guess when you met me, it was just one of those things
But don't ever bet me, 'cause I'm gonna be true if you let me
You're gonna love me, like nobody's loved me
Come rain or come shine
Happy together, unhappy together
Won't that be fine?
Days may be cloudy or sunny, we're in or we're out of the money
I'm with you always, I'm with you rain or shine
Gonna love you, I'm gonna love you
I'm gonna love you, come rain or come shine
High as a mountain and deep as a river
Come rain or come shine
I'm gonna love you, I'm gonna love you
I'm gonna love you!
I guess when you met me, it was just one of those things
But don't ever bet me, 'cause I'm gonna be true
Gonna be true if you let me
Let me, let me
Let me, let me
Let me love you
Let me love you
Come rain or come shine
Happy together, unhappy together
Won't that be fine?
Days may be cloudy or sunny
We're in or we're out of the money
I'm with you baby, I'm with you baby
I'm with you always, come rain or shine!
Come rain or come shine
High as a mountain, deep as a river
Come rain or come shine
I guess when you met me, it was just one of those things
But don't ever bet me, 'cause I'm gonna be true if you let me
You're gonna love me, like nobody's loved me
Come rain or come shine
Happy together, unhappy together
Won't that be fine?
Days may be cloudy or sunny, we're in or we're out of the money
I'm with you always, I'm with you rain or shine
Gonna love you, I'm gonna love you
I'm gonna love you, come rain or come shine
High as a mountain and deep as a river
Come rain or come shine
I'm gonna love you, I'm gonna love you
I'm gonna love you!
I guess when you met me, it was just one of those things
But don't ever bet me, 'cause I'm gonna be true
Gonna be true if you let me
Let me, let me
Let me, let me
Let me love you
Let me love you
Come rain or come shine
Happy together, unhappy together
Won't that be fine?
Days may be cloudy or sunny
We're in or we're out of the money
I'm with you baby, I'm with you baby
I'm with you always, come rain or shine!
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Monday, December 8, 2008
Vibrate Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
My phone's on vibrate for you
Electroclash is karioke too
I try to dance Britney Spears
I guess I'm getting on in years
My phone's on vibrate for you
God knows what all these new drugs do
I guess to have no more fears
But still I always end up in tears
My phone's on vibrate for you
But still I never ever feel from you
Pinocchio's now a boy
Who wants to turn back into a toy
So call me
Call me in the morning
Call me in the night
So call me
Call me anytime you like
My phone's on vibrate for you
For you
Electroclash is karioke too
I try to dance Britney Spears
I guess I'm getting on in years
My phone's on vibrate for you
God knows what all these new drugs do
I guess to have no more fears
But still I always end up in tears
My phone's on vibrate for you
But still I never ever feel from you
Pinocchio's now a boy
Who wants to turn back into a toy
So call me
Call me in the morning
Call me in the night
So call me
Call me anytime you like
My phone's on vibrate for you
For you
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Hallelujah Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Mabye I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time
You let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving to
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there's a god above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And it's not a cry you can hear at night,
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Mabye I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time
You let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving to
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there's a god above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And it's not a cry you can hear at night,
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Swanee Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Swanee, how I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be among the folks in
D-I-X-I-E-ven now my mammy's waiting for me
Praying for me, down by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore
Swanee, Swanee,
I'm coming back to Swanee
Mammy, mammy,
I love the old folks at home
I love you Swanee
How I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world if I could only be
Sitting on my mammy's knee
I love the old folks, I love the young folks
[incomprehensible:] mammy, mammy
My dear old mammy
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be among the folks in
D-I-X-I-E-ven now my mammy's waiting for me
Praying for me, down by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore
Swanee, Swanee,
I'm coming back to Swanee
Mammy, mammy,
I love the old folks at home
I love you Swanee
How I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world if I could only be
Sitting on my mammy's knee
I love the old folks, I love the young folks
[incomprehensible:] mammy, mammy
My dear old mammy
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Between My Legs Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
You can go out, dancing
And I'll write about you, dancing without you
And I'll shed a tear between my legs
When you were here, I missed you
Now that you're away, I'm out there without you
And I shed a tear between my legs
Though we live in the same city,
You live in another state far away from me and all of my unfaded charms
But when the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle
And everybody's packing up their station wagons
There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle
And we quietly will exit as it all is happening
Again, I'm afraid of one thing,
Will I walk away from love knowing nothing, wearing my heart between my legs?
But when I know you're naked, lying on the bed while I'm at the piano
All I can say is I can't fake it
When the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle
And everybody's packing up their station wagons
There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle
And we quietly will exit as it all is happening again
'Cause there's a river running underground, underneath the town towards the sea,
That only I know all about
On which from this city we can flee
On which from this city we can flee
And I'll write about you, dancing without you
And I'll shed a tear between my legs
When you were here, I missed you
Now that you're away, I'm out there without you
And I shed a tear between my legs
Though we live in the same city,
You live in another state far away from me and all of my unfaded charms
But when the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle
And everybody's packing up their station wagons
There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle
And we quietly will exit as it all is happening
Again, I'm afraid of one thing,
Will I walk away from love knowing nothing, wearing my heart between my legs?
But when I know you're naked, lying on the bed while I'm at the piano
All I can say is I can't fake it
When the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle
And everybody's packing up their station wagons
There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle
And we quietly will exit as it all is happening again
'Cause there's a river running underground, underneath the town towards the sea,
That only I know all about
On which from this city we can flee
On which from this city we can flee
Friday, November 28, 2008
Evil Angel Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
For to see my depth of sorrow
You are not allowed to follow me
Into this town square
And then run away
Evil angel with your cleft tongue
When you kissed me
On this town square
All the lights came on at sunset
Thought you'd stay
Evil angel bearing apples
When you kissed me
On this drawbridge
As the boats do
How was I to know you'd flee
Tear down these monuments
Bury the coat of arms
And build for me a factory
Evil angel when you're faced with hatred's
Daggers in my honor
You're no match no scratching hearts that no longer bleed
Oh Evil angel tear down the monuments
Evil angel Bury the coat of arms
And rebuild for me these memories
For to see my depth of sorrow
You are not allowed to follow me
Into this town square
And then run away
Evil angel with your cleft tongue
When you kissed me
On this town square
All the lights came on at sunset
Thought you'd stay
Evil angel bearing apples
When you kissed me
On this drawbridge
As the boats do
How was I to know you'd flee
Tear down these monuments
Bury the coat of arms
And build for me a factory
Evil angel when you're faced with hatred's
Daggers in my honor
You're no match no scratching hearts that no longer bleed
Oh Evil angel tear down the monuments
Evil angel Bury the coat of arms
And rebuild for me these memories
For to see my depth of sorrow
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
The Tower Of Learning Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
I'm looking for the tower of learning
I'm looking for the copious prize
I saw it in your eyes what I'm looking for
I saw it in your eyes what I'm looking for
I really do fear that I'm dying
I really do fear that I'm dead
I saw it in your eyes what I'm looking for
I saw it in your eyes what will make me live
All the sights of Paris
Pale inside your iris
Tip the Eiffel Tower with one glance
Stained glass cathedrals with one glint
You smashed it with your eyes
What I'm looking for
One blink and then my heart wasn't there no more
I'm looking for the tower of learning
I'm looking for the copious prize
I'm looking for the copious prize
I saw it in your eyes what I'm looking for
I saw it in your eyes what I'm looking for
I really do fear that I'm dying
I really do fear that I'm dead
I saw it in your eyes what I'm looking for
I saw it in your eyes what will make me live
All the sights of Paris
Pale inside your iris
Tip the Eiffel Tower with one glance
Stained glass cathedrals with one glint
You smashed it with your eyes
What I'm looking for
One blink and then my heart wasn't there no more
I'm looking for the tower of learning
I'm looking for the copious prize
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Sunday, November 23, 2008
Baby Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Nothing so bright
Nothing so small
Nothing so pure as my baby
All of my life
Days into nights
All i did dream was my baby
Until the day
Darkness entwined with silver eyes
Was my baby staring at me
And since then
I can't see straight
And since then
My smile's been fake
Funny, i know the troubles i've seen
But through one eye only that's clean
If you bring along your needles
Then i'll bring my sharpened pencils
And draw one more comic tragedy
So call up the child players
From madame we'll rent the parlor
And dance to death till i can't see
My baby
Nothing so small
Nothing so pure as my baby
All of my life
Days into nights
All i did dream was my baby
Until the day
Darkness entwined with silver eyes
Was my baby staring at me
And since then
I can't see straight
And since then
My smile's been fake
Funny, i know the troubles i've seen
But through one eye only that's clean
If you bring along your needles
Then i'll bring my sharpened pencils
And draw one more comic tragedy
So call up the child players
From madame we'll rent the parlor
And dance to death till i can't see
My baby
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Do I Disappoint You Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Do I disappoint you, in just being human?
And not one of the elements, that you can light your cigar on
Why does it always have to be fire?
Why does it always have to be brimstone?
Desire
Cool this body down
Do I disappoint you, in just being lonely?
And not one of the elements that you can call your one and only
Why does it always have to be water?
Why does it always have to be holy wine?
Destruction
Of all mankind
And do I disappoint you?
Do I disappoint you in just being like you?
Tired of being the reason the road has a shoulder
And it could be argued, why they all return to the order
Why does it always have to be chaos?
Why does it always have to be wanderlust?
Sensational
I'm gonna smash your bloody skull.
'Cause, baby, no, you can't see inside
No, baby, no, you can't see my soul
Do I disappoint you?
Do I disappoint you?
And not one of the elements, that you can light your cigar on
Why does it always have to be fire?
Why does it always have to be brimstone?
Desire
Cool this body down
Do I disappoint you, in just being lonely?
And not one of the elements that you can call your one and only
Why does it always have to be water?
Why does it always have to be holy wine?
Destruction
Of all mankind
And do I disappoint you?
Do I disappoint you in just being like you?
Tired of being the reason the road has a shoulder
And it could be argued, why they all return to the order
Why does it always have to be chaos?
Why does it always have to be wanderlust?
Sensational
I'm gonna smash your bloody skull.
'Cause, baby, no, you can't see inside
No, baby, no, you can't see my soul
Do I disappoint you?
Do I disappoint you?
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Want Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
I don't want to make it rain
I just want to make it simple
I don't want to see the light
I just want to see the flashlight
I don't want to know the answers
To any of your questions
I don't want, no I really don't want
To be John Lennon or Leonard Cohen
I just want to be my Dad
With a slight sprinkling of my mother
And work at the family store
And take orders from the counter
I don't want to know the answers
To any of your questions
I don't want, no I really don't want
To be John Lithgow or Jane Curtain
But I'll settle for love
Yeah, I'll settle for love
Before I reached the gate
I realized I had packed my passport
Before security realized
I had one more bag left
I just want to know
If something's coming for to get me
Tell me, will you make me sad or happy
And will you settle for love
Will you settle for love
I just want to make it simple
I don't want to see the light
I just want to see the flashlight
I don't want to know the answers
To any of your questions
I don't want, no I really don't want
To be John Lennon or Leonard Cohen
I just want to be my Dad
With a slight sprinkling of my mother
And work at the family store
And take orders from the counter
I don't want to know the answers
To any of your questions
I don't want, no I really don't want
To be John Lithgow or Jane Curtain
But I'll settle for love
Yeah, I'll settle for love
Before I reached the gate
I realized I had packed my passport
Before security realized
I had one more bag left
I just want to know
If something's coming for to get me
Tell me, will you make me sad or happy
And will you settle for love
Will you settle for love
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Grey Gardens Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Honey I'm a roller concrete clover
Tadzio, Tadzio
Arm wrestle your mother
Simply over
Tadzio, over you
But beware my heart can be a pin
A sharp silver dragonfly
Trying to get my mansions green
After I've Grey Gardens seen
In between tonight and my tomorrows
Tadzio where have you been
In between tonight I know it's Tadzio
Tadzio don't you fight
Honey can you hear me
In between been dragging a dragonfly
Trying to get my mansions green
After I've Grey Gardens seen
Honey won't you hold me tight
Get me through Grey Gardens tonight
Tadzio, Tadzio
Tadzio, Tadzio
Trying to get my mansions green
After I've Grey Gardens seen
Honey won't you hold me tight
Get me through Grey Gardens tonight
Tadzio, Tadzio
Tadzio, Tadzio
Tadzio, Tadzio
Arm wrestle your mother
Simply over
Tadzio, over you
But beware my heart can be a pin
A sharp silver dragonfly
Trying to get my mansions green
After I've Grey Gardens seen
In between tonight and my tomorrows
Tadzio where have you been
In between tonight I know it's Tadzio
Tadzio don't you fight
Honey can you hear me
In between been dragging a dragonfly
Trying to get my mansions green
After I've Grey Gardens seen
Honey won't you hold me tight
Get me through Grey Gardens tonight
Tadzio, Tadzio
Tadzio, Tadzio
Trying to get my mansions green
After I've Grey Gardens seen
Honey won't you hold me tight
Get me through Grey Gardens tonight
Tadzio, Tadzio
Tadzio, Tadzio
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Release The Stars Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue?
You've lost all your assets ?? in life-long contracts to you
Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
Oh, can't you see all the good that celebrity can do for those in the dark?
Yes of course, I am speaking in metaphors for something more in your heart
Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
So why not just release the gates and let them all come out?
Remember that without them there would be no Paramount
No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours
Release the stars
The more that you fight, then the more they will scrutinize and realize just your size
And believe me, you are no match for the public that has seen no ??
Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
Old Hollywood is over
So why not just release the gates and let them all come out?
Remember that without them there would be no Paramount
No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours
Release the stars
Release the stars, release your love, release the stars
Release your love, 'cause Hollywood is over
Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue?
You've lost all your assets ?? in life-long contracts to you
Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
Oh, can't you see all the good that celebrity can do for those in the dark?
Yes of course, I am speaking in metaphors for something more in your heart
Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
So why not just release the gates and let them all come out?
Remember that without them there would be no Paramount
No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours
Release the stars
The more that you fight, then the more they will scrutinize and realize just your size
And believe me, you are no match for the public that has seen no ??
Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
Old Hollywood is over
So why not just release the gates and let them all come out?
Remember that without them there would be no Paramount
No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours
Release the stars
Release the stars, release your love, release the stars
Release your love, 'cause Hollywood is over
Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue?
Friday, November 7, 2008
That's Entertainment! Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
A clown with his pants falling down
Or the dance that's a dream of romance
Or the scene where the villain is mean
That's entertainment
The lights on the lady in tights
Or the bride with the guy on the side
Or the ball where she gives it her all
That's entertainment
The plot could be hot, simply teeming with sex
A gay divorcee who is after her ex
It could be Oedipus Rex
Where a chap kills his father and causes lots of bother
The clerk who is thrown out of work
By the boss who is thrown for a loss
By the skirt who is doing him dirt
The world is a stage, the stage is a world of entertainment
It might be a scene like you see on the screen
A swain being slain for the love of a queen
Some great Shakespearean scene
Where a ghost and a prince meet, and everything ends in mincemeat
The guy could be waving the flag
That began with the mystical hand
Hip hooray, the American way
The world is a stage, the stage is a world of entertainment
Or the dance that's a dream of romance
Or the scene where the villain is mean
That's entertainment
The lights on the lady in tights
Or the bride with the guy on the side
Or the ball where she gives it her all
That's entertainment
The plot could be hot, simply teeming with sex
A gay divorcee who is after her ex
It could be Oedipus Rex
Where a chap kills his father and causes lots of bother
The clerk who is thrown out of work
By the boss who is thrown for a loss
By the skirt who is doing him dirt
The world is a stage, the stage is a world of entertainment
It might be a scene like you see on the screen
A swain being slain for the love of a queen
Some great Shakespearean scene
Where a ghost and a prince meet, and everything ends in mincemeat
The guy could be waving the flag
That began with the mystical hand
Hip hooray, the American way
The world is a stage, the stage is a world of entertainment
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Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Movies Of Myself Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Stop me falling down, stop me making movies of myself
Put that old dog down, stop me making movies of myself
Bring the carriage 'round, get me to the garden of sleep
Make that high gate speak, Perrier out of a paper bag
Looking like a hag
And start giving me something
A love that is longer than a day
Start making my heart sing something that it doesn't want to say
I'm handing it over, I'm saying that you're the only one
Don't run for the border, turn that corner
Already you've run in movies of myself
Darling don't you ever let go
Wrap your loving arms around me
While the cold winds blow
Tell me what I really want to know
Cause I'm looking for a reason, a person, a painting
A Saturday Evening Post Edition by Jesus
An old piece of bacon never eaten by Elvis
So I'll say start giving me something
A love that is longer then a day
Start making my heart say something it doesn't want to say
I'm handing it over, I'm singing that you're the only one
Don't run for the border, turn that corner
In movies on myself
Oh I've seen it all before in movies of myself
Put that old dog down, stop me making movies of myself
Bring the carriage 'round, get me to the garden of sleep
Make that high gate speak, Perrier out of a paper bag
Looking like a hag
And start giving me something
A love that is longer than a day
Start making my heart sing something that it doesn't want to say
I'm handing it over, I'm saying that you're the only one
Don't run for the border, turn that corner
Already you've run in movies of myself
Darling don't you ever let go
Wrap your loving arms around me
While the cold winds blow
Tell me what I really want to know
Cause I'm looking for a reason, a person, a painting
A Saturday Evening Post Edition by Jesus
An old piece of bacon never eaten by Elvis
So I'll say start giving me something
A love that is longer then a day
Start making my heart say something it doesn't want to say
I'm handing it over, I'm singing that you're the only one
Don't run for the border, turn that corner
In movies on myself
Oh I've seen it all before in movies of myself
Sunday, November 2, 2008
I Can't Give You Anything But Love Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Now that it's your birthday, I don't know what to do
Can't get you a Thunderbird or a penthouse with a view
Can't even buy a little present
I'm much too broke, I find
But there is one way I can save the day
And I sure hope you don't mind, that...
I can't give you anything but love, baby
That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby
Dream a while, scheme a while
You're sure to find happiness
And I guess all the things you've always pined for
Gee, I like to see you looking swell, baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, baby
'Til that lucky day, you know darn well, baby
I can't give you anything but love
Gee, I like to see you looking swell, baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, baby
'Til that lucky day, you know darn well, baby
I can't give you anything, I can't give you anything
I can't give you anything but love
Can't get you a Thunderbird or a penthouse with a view
Can't even buy a little present
I'm much too broke, I find
But there is one way I can save the day
And I sure hope you don't mind, that...
I can't give you anything but love, baby
That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby
Dream a while, scheme a while
You're sure to find happiness
And I guess all the things you've always pined for
Gee, I like to see you looking swell, baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, baby
'Til that lucky day, you know darn well, baby
I can't give you anything but love
Gee, I like to see you looking swell, baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, baby
'Til that lucky day, you know darn well, baby
I can't give you anything, I can't give you anything
I can't give you anything but love
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Beauty Mark Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
I never had it
I never wanted it
I never had your beauty mark
Nor did i have your black hair
And hazel eyes
My early childhood was not as simple
As yours set in the country
No i did not have a fear of nuns who dressed in black
But i do have your taste
I had no radio show
Nor did i have home-made clothes
Home-made curtains of the same material
I never had it
I never wanted it
I never had your beauty mark
But i do have your taste
And i do have your round face and long hands
I think Callas sang a lovely "norma"
You prefer Robson in "deep river"
I may not be so manly
But still i know you love me
Even if i don't have your beauty mark
I never wanted it
I never had your beauty mark
Nor did i have your black hair
And hazel eyes
My early childhood was not as simple
As yours set in the country
No i did not have a fear of nuns who dressed in black
But i do have your taste
I had no radio show
Nor did i have home-made clothes
Home-made curtains of the same material
I never had it
I never wanted it
I never had your beauty mark
But i do have your taste
And i do have your round face and long hands
I think Callas sang a lovely "norma"
You prefer Robson in "deep river"
I may not be so manly
But still i know you love me
Even if i don't have your beauty mark
Monday, October 27, 2008
Chicago Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
I got the surprise, the surprise of my life
I had to stop and stare
I saw a man dancing with his own wife
And you will never guess where
Chicago, Chicago
The toddlin' town, the toddlin' town
Chicago, Chicago
I'll see you around, I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down
On State Street, that great street
I wish I could stay, I wish I could stay
They do things they don't do on Broadway, say
I had the time, the time of my life
I saw a man who danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago
Chicago, Chicago
Free and easy town, brassy, breezy town
Chicago, Chicago
Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Field
Come and walk with me along the lake
To the great holler and hoot, all through the loop
Shout how now to Mrs. O'Leary's cow
No she-she, life is peachy
Chicago, we'll meet at the Pump Room, Ambassador East
To say the least, on shish kebab
And best of squad we will see, and yet please
Don't tell me sin is rampant and rife
Think of that man who danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago
I'm in this city, what a wonderful windy town
I had to stop and stare
I saw a man dancing with his own wife
And you will never guess where
Chicago, Chicago
The toddlin' town, the toddlin' town
Chicago, Chicago
I'll see you around, I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down
On State Street, that great street
I wish I could stay, I wish I could stay
They do things they don't do on Broadway, say
I had the time, the time of my life
I saw a man who danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago
Chicago, Chicago
Free and easy town, brassy, breezy town
Chicago, Chicago
Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Field
Come and walk with me along the lake
To the great holler and hoot, all through the loop
Shout how now to Mrs. O'Leary's cow
No she-she, life is peachy
Chicago, we'll meet at the Pump Room, Ambassador East
To say the least, on shish kebab
And best of squad we will see, and yet please
Don't tell me sin is rampant and rife
Think of that man who danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago
I'm in this city, what a wonderful windy town
Friday, October 24, 2008
Shadows Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Who will keep
Keep me in this evening
Even though
They are not here with me
I could be a great star
Still I'm far from happy
Finally
Feel the world around me
Fighting through
Fighting through the whiskey
I could be a great star
Still I'm far from happy
Out of these shadows
Comes the light
Shadows comes the light
You will keep
Keep me in this evening
Even though
You are not here with me
I could be a great star
Still I'm far from happy
I could be a great star
I could be a great star
I could be a great star
I could be a great star
Out of these shadows
Comes the light
Out of these shadows
Comes the light
Shadows comes the light
Keep me in this evening
Even though
They are not here with me
I could be a great star
Still I'm far from happy
Finally
Feel the world around me
Fighting through
Fighting through the whiskey
I could be a great star
Still I'm far from happy
Out of these shadows
Comes the light
Shadows comes the light
You will keep
Keep me in this evening
Even though
You are not here with me
I could be a great star
Still I'm far from happy
I could be a great star
I could be a great star
I could be a great star
I could be a great star
Out of these shadows
Comes the light
Out of these shadows
Comes the light
Shadows comes the light
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Pretty Things Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Pretty things, so what if I like pretty things
Pretty lies, so what if I like pretty lies
From where you are, to where I am now
I need these pretty things, around the planets of our phase
Everything's a sign of my astrology
From where you are, to where I am now
Is its own galaxy
Be a star and fall down somewhere next to me
And make it past your color TV
This time will pass and with it will me
And all these pretty things
Don't say you don't notice them
Pretty lies, so what if I like pretty lies
From where you are, to where I am now
I need these pretty things, around the planets of our phase
Everything's a sign of my astrology
From where you are, to where I am now
Is its own galaxy
Be a star and fall down somewhere next to me
And make it past your color TV
This time will pass and with it will me
And all these pretty things
Don't say you don't notice them
Saturday, October 18, 2008
The Consort Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Prepare your things
Dissolve your mind
'Cause I'm your consort beautiful queen
of seventeen
a blood red moon has spared our bed
But not your rivals
beautiful queen
prepare to reign
no more to hide with I your faithful consort
by your side
Let streamers fly
and cannons roar
on your arrival beautiful queen
tomorrow night
prepare to walk
on anyone her highness ever wants
Entrust in me
you're not alone
together we'll wreak havoc on the throne
Entrust in me
you're not alone
even though my throne's slightly smaller than yours
beautiful queen
together we'll wreak havoc you and me
together we'll wreak havoc you and me
together we'll wreak havoc you
Prepare your things
Dissolve your mind
'cause I'm your consort beautiful queen
of seventeen
Dissolve your mind
'Cause I'm your consort beautiful queen
of seventeen
a blood red moon has spared our bed
But not your rivals
beautiful queen
prepare to reign
no more to hide with I your faithful consort
by your side
Let streamers fly
and cannons roar
on your arrival beautiful queen
tomorrow night
prepare to walk
on anyone her highness ever wants
Entrust in me
you're not alone
together we'll wreak havoc on the throne
Entrust in me
you're not alone
even though my throne's slightly smaller than yours
beautiful queen
together we'll wreak havoc you and me
together we'll wreak havoc you and me
together we'll wreak havoc you
Prepare your things
Dissolve your mind
'cause I'm your consort beautiful queen
of seventeen
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Damned Ladies Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Desdemona, do not go to sleep
Brown-eyed tosca, don't believe the creep
I see it in his eyes
And why don't you ladies believe me when i'm screaming
I always believe you
Violetta, keep your man locked up
Or like cio-cio
You will end up burned by love or sickness
And why don't you ladies believe me when i'm screaming
I always believe you
There is a knock at the door
Tell me it's not mimi again
Or is it Gilda's waiting passion to be stabbed and killed again
Katya kabanova, why did you marry him?
You knew his mother was a bitch
And would keep hold of him
Oh pamina got away from mama
Before the age of rambo opera
Damned ladies of orpheus
Your arias cause a stir in my sad and lonely heart
Brown-eyed tosca, don't believe the creep
I see it in his eyes
And why don't you ladies believe me when i'm screaming
I always believe you
Violetta, keep your man locked up
Or like cio-cio
You will end up burned by love or sickness
And why don't you ladies believe me when i'm screaming
I always believe you
There is a knock at the door
Tell me it's not mimi again
Or is it Gilda's waiting passion to be stabbed and killed again
Katya kabanova, why did you marry him?
You knew his mother was a bitch
And would keep hold of him
Oh pamina got away from mama
Before the age of rambo opera
Damned ladies of orpheus
Your arias cause a stir in my sad and lonely heart
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Just You, Just Me Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Just you, just me
Let's find a cozy spot to cuddle and coo
Just us, just we
I've missed an awful lot, my trouble is you
Oh gee!
What are your charms for?
What are my arms for?
You use your imagination
Just you, just me
I'll tie a lover's knot 'round wonderful you
Just you and just me
Just us and just we
Oh gee!
What are your charms for?
What are my arms for?
You use your imagination
Just you, just me
I'll tie a lover's knot
I'll tie a lover's knot 'round wonderful you
Let's find a cozy spot to cuddle and coo
Just us, just we
I've missed an awful lot, my trouble is you
Oh gee!
What are your charms for?
What are my arms for?
You use your imagination
Just you, just me
I'll tie a lover's knot 'round wonderful you
Just you and just me
Just us and just we
Oh gee!
What are your charms for?
What are my arms for?
You use your imagination
Just you, just me
I'll tie a lover's knot
I'll tie a lover's knot 'round wonderful you
Friday, October 10, 2008
Natasha Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
You walk alone in the valley of life
In the shadow of love under the trees of happiness
You walk alone like a baby unborn
Like a father unknown
Like a pocket penniless
I'm happy that you really care
But do you really know
How scary
This is for you and is for me?
Oh do you you really know?
Do you really know? oh..
Natasha
All I can do
Is write a song for you
Natasha
Oh Natasha
For you I sit alone on the cozy ground floor
On a bench by the garden
Waiting also
Waiting for love and thinking of all of the
Catty remarks I also swallow
And as I've often asked before
Does anybody know
How scary
This is for you and is for me?
Does anybody know?
Anybody know? oh...
Natasha
All I can do
Is write a song for you
Natasha
Oh Natasha
All I can do
Is write a song for you
Natasha
In the shadow of love under the trees of happiness
You walk alone like a baby unborn
Like a father unknown
Like a pocket penniless
I'm happy that you really care
But do you really know
How scary
This is for you and is for me?
Oh do you you really know?
Do you really know? oh..
Natasha
All I can do
Is write a song for you
Natasha
Oh Natasha
For you I sit alone on the cozy ground floor
On a bench by the garden
Waiting also
Waiting for love and thinking of all of the
Catty remarks I also swallow
And as I've often asked before
Does anybody know
How scary
This is for you and is for me?
Does anybody know?
Anybody know? oh...
Natasha
All I can do
Is write a song for you
Natasha
Oh Natasha
All I can do
Is write a song for you
Natasha
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Rebel Prince Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Where is my master the rebel prince
Who will shut all of these windows
It's these windows all around me
It's these windows who are telling me
To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
Where is my master the rebel prince
Bet breaking everything trying to get to me
In this two-bit hotel
Just to me before this windowsill
Does rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
Oh I can see him now
Though it's so far away
Amongst the roving crowd
Going the other way
Confounded anger burning with love for me
Oן est mon ma₪tre le prince rebelle
Qui va fermer toutes ces fen†tres
Ce sont ces fen†tres autour de moi
Ce sont ces fen†tres qui m'appellent,
Qui m'appellent
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
I'm leaving the Roosevelt hotel
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
I'm leaving the room we knew so well
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
Who will shut all of these windows
It's these windows all around me
It's these windows who are telling me
To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
Where is my master the rebel prince
Bet breaking everything trying to get to me
In this two-bit hotel
Just to me before this windowsill
Does rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
Oh I can see him now
Though it's so far away
Amongst the roving crowd
Going the other way
Confounded anger burning with love for me
Oן est mon ma₪tre le prince rebelle
Qui va fermer toutes ces fen†tres
Ce sont ces fen†tres autour de moi
Ce sont ces fen†tres qui m'appellent,
Qui m'appellent
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
I'm leaving the Roosevelt hotel
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
I'm leaving the room we knew so well
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
Marigold, Marigold, Marigold
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Peach Trees Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Is true love a trip to Chinatown
Or being held in one's opium gaze
Under the peach trees
There I'll sit and wait
Is true love a long walk through Bryant park
Or being held in the month of May
under the peach trees
There I will be, will be until you come and get me
Cause I'm so tired of waiting in restaurants
reading the critics and comics alone
With a waiter with a face made for currency
Like a coin in ancient Rome
And I really do wish you were here next to me
cause I'm going to see James Dean
There I will be
Under the peach trees with him
Or being held in one's opium gaze
Under the peach trees
There I'll sit and wait
Is true love a long walk through Bryant park
Or being held in the month of May
under the peach trees
There I will be, will be until you come and get me
Cause I'm so tired of waiting in restaurants
reading the critics and comics alone
With a waiter with a face made for currency
Like a coin in ancient Rome
And I really do wish you were here next to me
cause I'm going to see James Dean
There I will be
Under the peach trees with him
Friday, October 3, 2008
San Francisco Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
I never will forget Jeanette MacDonald:
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang
I never will forget how that brave Jeanette
Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang:
San Francisco, open your golden gate
You'll let nobody wait outside your door
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Saying, "I'll wander no more"
Other places only make me love you best
Say that you're the one in all the Golden West
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Never to roam again, never to roam again
San Francisco
Right when I arrive, I really come alive
And you will laugh to see me perpendicular, hanging on a cable car
San Francisco
Let me beat my feet up and down Market Street
I'm gonna climb Nob Hill, just to watch it get dark from the top of the mark
There's Brooklyn Bridge, London Bridge and the Bridge of San Luis Rey
But the only bridge that's a real 'gone bridge, is the bridge across the bay
San Francisco, I'm coming home again
Never to roam again, by god
San Francisco, I don't mean Frisco
San Francisco, here I come!
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang
I never will forget how that brave Jeanette
Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang:
San Francisco, open your golden gate
You'll let nobody wait outside your door
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Saying, "I'll wander no more"
Other places only make me love you best
Say that you're the one in all the Golden West
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Never to roam again, never to roam again
San Francisco
Right when I arrive, I really come alive
And you will laugh to see me perpendicular, hanging on a cable car
San Francisco
Let me beat my feet up and down Market Street
I'm gonna climb Nob Hill, just to watch it get dark from the top of the mark
There's Brooklyn Bridge, London Bridge and the Bridge of San Luis Rey
But the only bridge that's a real 'gone bridge, is the bridge across the bay
San Francisco, I'm coming home again
Never to roam again, by god
San Francisco, I don't mean Frisco
San Francisco, here I come!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Beautiful Child Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
When i am older than all these goddamned hills
And theres no reason for my mind to be still
Oh, how ill feel like a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child again
When i have finally found my room filled with toys
Be banging on my crib excited with noise
Oh, how ill feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
And when theres nothing to gain
Or bring me pain or pin the blame
On you or myself
And when they finally fall
These wailing walls and burning crosses
Gods twilight and all
How ill feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
And theres no reason for my mind to be still
Oh, how ill feel like a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child again
When i have finally found my room filled with toys
Be banging on my crib excited with noise
Oh, how ill feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
And when theres nothing to gain
Or bring me pain or pin the blame
On you or myself
And when they finally fall
These wailing walls and burning crosses
Gods twilight and all
How ill feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
Friday, September 26, 2008
Imaginary Love Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Every kind of love
Or at least my kind of love
Must be an imaginary love to start with
Guess that can explain the rain waiting walking game
Schubert bust my brain to start with
Cause every kind of love
Or at least my kind of love
Must be an imaginary love to start with
Guess that can explain the rain waiting walking game
Schubert bust my brain to start with
Oh, to look at you
In a cab
Back of your head across my lap
Oh, what grace
Green back seat against the red of your face
Oh, to look at you
Any old grand hotel
Drunken demands give way to reservations
Oh, what a room
Champagne brings such happy faces
Happy faces
Cause every kind of love
Or at least my kind of love
Must be an imaginary love to start with
Guess that can explain the rain waiting walking game
Schubert bust my brain to start with
Cause every kind of love
Or at least my kind of love
Must be an imaginary love to start with, baby
Guess that can explain the rain waiting walking game
Schubert bust my brain to start with
Oh, oh...
Or at least my kind of love
Must be an imaginary love to start with
Guess that can explain the rain waiting walking game
Schubert bust my brain to start with
Cause every kind of love
Or at least my kind of love
Must be an imaginary love to start with
Guess that can explain the rain waiting walking game
Schubert bust my brain to start with
Oh, to look at you
In a cab
Back of your head across my lap
Oh, what grace
Green back seat against the red of your face
Oh, to look at you
Any old grand hotel
Drunken demands give way to reservations
Oh, what a room
Champagne brings such happy faces
Happy faces
Cause every kind of love
Or at least my kind of love
Must be an imaginary love to start with
Guess that can explain the rain waiting walking game
Schubert bust my brain to start with
Cause every kind of love
Or at least my kind of love
Must be an imaginary love to start with, baby
Guess that can explain the rain waiting walking game
Schubert bust my brain to start with
Oh, oh...
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Agnus Dei Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Agnus dei
Agnus dei
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Agnus dei
Agnus dei
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Dona nobis pacem
Dona nobis pacem
pacem
Dona nobis pacem
[Translation:]
Lamb of God
You who take away the sins of the world
Lamb of God
You who take away the sins of the world
Give Us Peace
Give Us Peace
Peace
Give Us Peace.
Agnus dei
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Agnus dei
Agnus dei
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Dona nobis pacem
Dona nobis pacem
pacem
Dona nobis pacem
[Translation:]
Lamb of God
You who take away the sins of the world
Lamb of God
You who take away the sins of the world
Give Us Peace
Give Us Peace
Peace
Give Us Peace.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Cigarettes And Chocolate Milk Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
cigarettes and chocolate milk
these are just a couple of my cravings
everything it seems i like's a little bit stronger
a little bit thicker
a little bit harmful for me
if i should buy jellybeans
have to eat them all in just one sitting
everything it seems i like's a little bit sweeter
a little bit fatter
a little bit harmful for me
and then there's those other things
which for several reasons we won't mention
everything about them is a little bit stranger
a little bit harder
a little bit deadly
it isn't very smart
tends to make one part so broken-hearted
sitting here remembering me
always been a shoe made for the city
go ahead, accuse me of just singing about places
with scrappy boys faces
have general run of the town
playing with prodigal songs
takes a lot of sentimental valiums
can't expect the world to be your raggedy andy
while running on empty
you little old doll with a frown
you got to keep in the game
maintaining mystique while facing forward
i suggest a reading of 'a lesson in tightropes'
or 'surfing your high hopes' or 'adios kansas'
it isn't very smart
tends to make one part so broken-hearted
still there's not a show on my back
holes or a friendly intervention
i'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish
a little bit tower of pisa whenever i see you
so please be kind if i'm a mess
cigarettes and chocolate milk
these are just a couple of my cravings
everything it seems i like's a little bit stronger
a little bit thicker
a little bit harmful for me
if i should buy jellybeans
have to eat them all in just one sitting
everything it seems i like's a little bit sweeter
a little bit fatter
a little bit harmful for me
and then there's those other things
which for several reasons we won't mention
everything about them is a little bit stranger
a little bit harder
a little bit deadly
it isn't very smart
tends to make one part so broken-hearted
sitting here remembering me
always been a shoe made for the city
go ahead, accuse me of just singing about places
with scrappy boys faces
have general run of the town
playing with prodigal songs
takes a lot of sentimental valiums
can't expect the world to be your raggedy andy
while running on empty
you little old doll with a frown
you got to keep in the game
maintaining mystique while facing forward
i suggest a reading of 'a lesson in tightropes'
or 'surfing your high hopes' or 'adios kansas'
it isn't very smart
tends to make one part so broken-hearted
still there's not a show on my back
holes or a friendly intervention
i'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish
a little bit tower of pisa whenever i see you
so please be kind if i'm a mess
cigarettes and chocolate milk
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Medley Almost Like Being In Love This Can't Be Love Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
What a day this has been, what a fair mood I'm in
Why it's almost like being in love
There's a smile on my face for the whole human race
Why it's almost like being in love
All the music of life seems to be
Like a bell that is ringing for me
And from the way that I feel when that bell starts to peel
I could tell I was falling, I would swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love, almost like being in love
It's almost, it's almost...
But, this can't be love, because I feel so well
No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs
This can't be love, I get no dizzy spells
My head is not in the sky
My heart does not stand still, hear it beat?
This is too sweet to be love
This can't be love because I feel so well
And yet I love to love, glad I'm alive
Love to live, think I'll survive
There's a smile on my face for the whole human race
All the music of life seems to be like a bell that is ringing for me
And by the way that I feel when that bell starts to peel
I could tell I was falling, I would swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love
Almost like being in love
Why it's almost like being in love
There's a smile on my face for the whole human race
Why it's almost like being in love
All the music of life seems to be
Like a bell that is ringing for me
And from the way that I feel when that bell starts to peel
I could tell I was falling, I would swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love, almost like being in love
It's almost, it's almost...
But, this can't be love, because I feel so well
No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs
This can't be love, I get no dizzy spells
My head is not in the sky
My heart does not stand still, hear it beat?
This is too sweet to be love
This can't be love because I feel so well
And yet I love to love, glad I'm alive
Love to live, think I'll survive
There's a smile on my face for the whole human race
All the music of life seems to be like a bell that is ringing for me
And by the way that I feel when that bell starts to peel
I could tell I was falling, I would swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love
Almost like being in love
Monday, September 15, 2008
Do It Again Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
You really shouldn't have done it, you hadn't any right
I really shouldn't have let you kiss me
And although it was wrong, I never was strong
Though as long as you've begun it, and you know you shouldn't have done it:
Oh, do it again
I may cry, "no, no, no, no, no"
But do it again
My lips just ache to have you take the kiss that's waiting for you
You know if you do, you won't regret it
Come and get it
Oh, no one is near
I may cry, "oh, oh, oh, oh, oh"
But no one can hear
Mama may scold me 'cause she told me it was naughty
But then, please, do it again
Just do it again, and again and again and again and again
Turn out the light, and hold me close in your arms all through the night
I know tomorrow morning you will say goodbye and amen
But until then, please do it again
I really shouldn't have let you kiss me
And although it was wrong, I never was strong
Though as long as you've begun it, and you know you shouldn't have done it:
Oh, do it again
I may cry, "no, no, no, no, no"
But do it again
My lips just ache to have you take the kiss that's waiting for you
You know if you do, you won't regret it
Come and get it
Oh, no one is near
I may cry, "oh, oh, oh, oh, oh"
But no one can hear
Mama may scold me 'cause she told me it was naughty
But then, please, do it again
Just do it again, and again and again and again and again
Turn out the light, and hold me close in your arms all through the night
I know tomorrow morning you will say goodbye and amen
But until then, please do it again
Thursday, September 11, 2008
April Fools Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Oh what a shame that your pockets did bleed on st. valentine's
And you sat in a chair
Thinking "boy i'm such a prince!"
Well, life's a train that goes from february on
Day by day
But it's making a stop on april first
And you will believe in love
And all that it's supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you're struck down by a hammer
Sure, you were swift
When the handsome greek boys dropped by with gifts
You are suave
Thanks to ribbons that open sesame
But in the stars and closer to home, in every planet
It ain't hard for me and dear jo jo to see
That you will believe in love
And all that it's supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you're struck down by a hammer
So let it all go by
Looking at the sky
Wondering if there's clouds and stuff in hell
And you will believe in love
And all that it's supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you're struck down by a hammer
And you sat in a chair
Thinking "boy i'm such a prince!"
Well, life's a train that goes from february on
Day by day
But it's making a stop on april first
And you will believe in love
And all that it's supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you're struck down by a hammer
Sure, you were swift
When the handsome greek boys dropped by with gifts
You are suave
Thanks to ribbons that open sesame
But in the stars and closer to home, in every planet
It ain't hard for me and dear jo jo to see
That you will believe in love
And all that it's supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you're struck down by a hammer
So let it all go by
Looking at the sky
Wondering if there's clouds and stuff in hell
And you will believe in love
And all that it's supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you're struck down by a hammer
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Millbrook Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
The boys and girls of millbrook are on a train from new york
Wearing new hats
Shooting the shit
Deep in the heart of duchess county bounty
And all the evening breakdowns will soon be washed from their hands
The next very day
As they make way
Eating the apple to the chapel holy
Don't even try
They'll get away with murder
Sure as the rain washes away
And brings thunder
Oh tell me can you see it?
The gentle tower rising
Over the pines, out of a book
Zion mistaken for the state of Millbrook
Wearing new hats
Shooting the shit
Deep in the heart of duchess county bounty
And all the evening breakdowns will soon be washed from their hands
The next very day
As they make way
Eating the apple to the chapel holy
Don't even try
They'll get away with murder
Sure as the rain washes away
And brings thunder
Oh tell me can you see it?
The gentle tower rising
Over the pines, out of a book
Zion mistaken for the state of Millbrook
Friday, September 5, 2008
Gay Messiah Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
He will then be reborn
From 1970's porn
Wearing tubesocks with style
And such an innocent smile
Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cuz the gay messiah's coming
He will fall from the stars
Studio 54
And appear on the sand
Of Fire Island's shore
Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cuz the gay messiah's coming
No it will not be me
Rufus the baptist I be
No I won't be the one
Baptized in cum
What will happen instead
Someone will demand my head
And then I will kneel down
And give it to them looking down
Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cuz the gay messiah's coming
From 1970's porn
Wearing tubesocks with style
And such an innocent smile
Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cuz the gay messiah's coming
He will fall from the stars
Studio 54
And appear on the sand
Of Fire Island's shore
Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cuz the gay messiah's coming
No it will not be me
Rufus the baptist I be
No I won't be the one
Baptized in cum
What will happen instead
Someone will demand my head
And then I will kneel down
And give it to them looking down
Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cuz the gay messiah's coming
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Tulsa Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
You taste of potato chips in the morning
Your face has the Marlon Brando club calling
And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa?
And that fat guy with the green shirt that we both signed together
Once he hears the song, won't live it down forever
Your suit was the whitest thing since you-know-who
I fear that that savior I mentioned may be you
And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa?
And that poor girl who waited in the rain for hours to meet me (not you, baby!)
Once she hears that song, won't live it down completely
And I owe it all to Tulsa, Oklahoma
This is just a reminder of the antique shop that I want to go back to and visit when it's open
In Tulsa, Oklahoma
Just in case you don't appreciate this song about you!
Your face has the Marlon Brando club calling
And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa?
And that fat guy with the green shirt that we both signed together
Once he hears the song, won't live it down forever
Your suit was the whitest thing since you-know-who
I fear that that savior I mentioned may be you
And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa?
And that poor girl who waited in the rain for hours to meet me (not you, baby!)
Once she hears that song, won't live it down completely
And I owe it all to Tulsa, Oklahoma
This is just a reminder of the antique shop that I want to go back to and visit when it's open
In Tulsa, Oklahoma
Just in case you don't appreciate this song about you!
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Puttin' On The Ritz Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
If you're blue, and you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where fashion sits?
Puttin' on the ritz
Different gowns upon a bevy of high brows from down the levy, all misfits
Puttin' on the ritz
That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Sunday evening with her swell girls
Rubbin' elbows
Come let's mix, where Rockefellers walk with sticks
And umbrellas in their mitts
Puttin' on the ritz
If you're blue, and you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where fashion sits?
Different gowns upon a bevy of high brows from down the levy, all misfits
Puttin' on the ritz
That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Sunday evening with her swell girls
Rubbin' elbows
Come let's mix, where Rockefellers walk with sticks
And umbrellas in their mitts
Puttin' on the ritz, puttin' on the ritz
Puttin' on the ritz, puttin' on the ritz!
Why don't you go where fashion sits?
Puttin' on the ritz
Different gowns upon a bevy of high brows from down the levy, all misfits
Puttin' on the ritz
That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Sunday evening with her swell girls
Rubbin' elbows
Come let's mix, where Rockefellers walk with sticks
And umbrellas in their mitts
Puttin' on the ritz
If you're blue, and you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where fashion sits?
Different gowns upon a bevy of high brows from down the levy, all misfits
Puttin' on the ritz
That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Sunday evening with her swell girls
Rubbin' elbows
Come let's mix, where Rockefellers walk with sticks
And umbrellas in their mitts
Puttin' on the ritz, puttin' on the ritz
Puttin' on the ritz, puttin' on the ritz!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Alone Together Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Alone together, above the crowd
Beyond the world, we're not too proud to cling together
We're strong as long as we're together
Alone together, the blinding rain
The starless night was not in vain
For we're together
And what is there to fear together?
Our love is as deep as the sea
Our love is as great as a love can be
For we can weather the great unknown
If we're alone together
Together, together
If we're alone together
Beyond the world, we're not too proud to cling together
We're strong as long as we're together
Alone together, the blinding rain
The starless night was not in vain
For we're together
And what is there to fear together?
Our love is as deep as the sea
Our love is as great as a love can be
For we can weather the great unknown
If we're alone together
Together, together
If we're alone together
Thursday, August 21, 2008
In My Arms Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
You gave me all your love in one day
You gave it all and almost faded away
I'm going to take this sad and unread issue
In my arms tonight
Looking at hospitals victorian
Feeling as helpless as the elephant man
Wish you were here
To chain you up without shame
In my arms tonight
So if you should feel a bit out of place
This vision not unlike a shooting star
I have embraced
Cause you gave me all your love in one day
You gave it all and almost faded away
I'm going to take this sad and unread issue
In my arms tonight
Looking at hospitals victorian
Feeling as helpless as the elephant man
Wish you were here
To chain you up and without shame
In my arms tonight
I ain't a soft and saccharine wannabe
Still i pray to god this song will end happily
So i offer you a place to rest and forget yourself
In my arms tonight
A place to rest and forget yourself
In my arms
Tonight
You gave it all and almost faded away
I'm going to take this sad and unread issue
In my arms tonight
Looking at hospitals victorian
Feeling as helpless as the elephant man
Wish you were here
To chain you up without shame
In my arms tonight
So if you should feel a bit out of place
This vision not unlike a shooting star
I have embraced
Cause you gave me all your love in one day
You gave it all and almost faded away
I'm going to take this sad and unread issue
In my arms tonight
Looking at hospitals victorian
Feeling as helpless as the elephant man
Wish you were here
To chain you up and without shame
In my arms tonight
I ain't a soft and saccharine wannabe
Still i pray to god this song will end happily
So i offer you a place to rest and forget yourself
In my arms tonight
A place to rest and forget yourself
In my arms
Tonight
Monday, August 18, 2008
Danny Boy Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Your skin is cold
But the sun shines within your hold
Your hair is gold
But you see through a goldfish bowl
I feel old, sick, and tired
We walk the streets
Gently staring, wondering what to do
The sun in sheets
Pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue
And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend
Or a heard of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, danny boy
Not your fault, danny boy
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had, like poor job in the bible by god
Day comes, i wake
I wake with a hard heartache
I go down to your place
We sit and chat about new york
And trips to the bayou
My smile, a trick
Tricking me and trying not to scare you
And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend
Or a heard of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, danny boy
Not your fault, danny boy
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had, like poor job in the bible by god
But the sun shines within your hold
Your hair is gold
But you see through a goldfish bowl
I feel old, sick, and tired
We walk the streets
Gently staring, wondering what to do
The sun in sheets
Pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue
And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend
Or a heard of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, danny boy
Not your fault, danny boy
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had, like poor job in the bible by god
Day comes, i wake
I wake with a hard heartache
I go down to your place
We sit and chat about new york
And trips to the bayou
My smile, a trick
Tricking me and trying not to scare you
And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend
Or a heard of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, danny boy
Not your fault, danny boy
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had, like poor job in the bible by god
Friday, August 15, 2008
You Go To My Head Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
You go to my head, and you linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning 'round in my brain
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
You go to my head, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julep or two
The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea,
Casts a spell over me
And I say to myself, "get ahold of yourself!"
Can't you see that this never will be?
You go to my head, (and I forgot the god-darn words)
[incomprehensible lyrics, scat singing]
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head, you go to my head
The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea,
Casts a spell over me
And I say to myself, "get ahold of yourself!"
Can't you see that it never can be?
You go to my head, with a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head, you go to my head
You go to my head
And I find you spinning 'round in my brain
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
You go to my head, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julep or two
The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea,
Casts a spell over me
And I say to myself, "get ahold of yourself!"
Can't you see that this never will be?
You go to my head, (and I forgot the god-darn words)
[incomprehensible lyrics, scat singing]
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head, you go to my head
The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea,
Casts a spell over me
And I say to myself, "get ahold of yourself!"
Can't you see that it never can be?
You go to my head, with a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head, you go to my head
You go to my head
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Danny Boy Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Your skin is cold
But the sun shines within your hold
Your hair is gold
But you see through a goldfish bowl
I feel old, sick, and tired
We walk the streets
Gently staring, wondering what to do
The sun in sheets
Pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue
And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend
Or a heard of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, danny boy
Not your fault, danny boy
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had, like poor job in the bible by god
Day comes, i wake
I wake with a hard heartache
I go down to your place
We sit and chat about new york
And trips to the bayou
My smile, a trick
Tricking me and trying not to scare you
And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend
Or a heard of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, danny boy
Not your fault, danny boy
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had, like poor job in the bible by god
But the sun shines within your hold
Your hair is gold
But you see through a goldfish bowl
I feel old, sick, and tired
We walk the streets
Gently staring, wondering what to do
The sun in sheets
Pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue
And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend
Or a heard of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, danny boy
Not your fault, danny boy
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had, like poor job in the bible by god
Day comes, i wake
I wake with a hard heartache
I go down to your place
We sit and chat about new york
And trips to the bayou
My smile, a trick
Tricking me and trying not to scare you
And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend
Or a heard of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, danny boy
Not your fault, danny boy
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had, like poor job in the bible by god
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Going To A Town Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down
I'm going to a place that has already been disgraced
I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down
I'm so tired of America
I'm gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times
I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes
They never really seem to want to tell the truth
I'm so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone
I've got a life to lead, America
I've got a life to lead
Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved?
Tell me, enough of thinking everything that you've done is good
I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood
I'm so tired of America
I really need to know
I may just never see you again, or might as well
You took advantage of a world that loved you well
I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down
I'm so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone
I've got a life to lead, America
I've got a life to lead
I got a soul to feed
I got a dream to heed
And that's all I need
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone
I'm going to a town
That has already been burnt down
I'm going to a place that has already been disgraced
I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down
I'm so tired of America
I'm gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times
I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes
They never really seem to want to tell the truth
I'm so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone
I've got a life to lead, America
I've got a life to lead
Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved?
Tell me, enough of thinking everything that you've done is good
I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood
I'm so tired of America
I really need to know
I may just never see you again, or might as well
You took advantage of a world that loved you well
I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down
I'm so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone
I've got a life to lead, America
I've got a life to lead
I got a soul to feed
I got a dream to heed
And that's all I need
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone
I'm going to a town
That has already been burnt down
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Vicious World Lyrics By Rufus Wainwright
Thought that maybe we'd fall in love over the phone
Thought that maybe I'd really love being alone
Everybody but Heaven knows how I was wrong
Oh Lord, what have I done to myself?
What have I done to myself?
In this vicious world
Such a vicious world
There isn't anything you can do
In this vicious world
Soaking on the ice, makin' eyes all by myself
Didn't realize you were so top of the shelf
Just you want and see when you turn, turn 23
Oh Lord, what have I done to myself?
What have I done to myself?
In this vicious world
Such a vicious world
There isn't anything you can do
In this vicious world
Such a vicious world
There isn't anything you can do
In this vicious world
There isn't anything you can do
In this vicious world
Thought that maybe I'd really love being alone
Everybody but Heaven knows how I was wrong
Oh Lord, what have I done to myself?
What have I done to myself?
In this vicious world
Such a vicious world
There isn't anything you can do
In this vicious world
Soaking on the ice, makin' eyes all by myself
Didn't realize you were so top of the shelf
Just you want and see when you turn, turn 23
Oh Lord, what have I done to myself?
What have I done to myself?
In this vicious world
Such a vicious world
There isn't anything you can do
In this vicious world
Such a vicious world
There isn't anything you can do
In this vicious world
There isn't anything you can do
In this vicious world
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