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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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