rufus wainwright

grey gardens

Art Teacher

There I was in uniform Looking at the art teacher I was just a girl then; Never have I loved since then He was not that much older than I was He had taken our class to the Metropolitan Museum He asked us what our favorite work of art was, But never could I tell it was him Oh, I wish I could tell him -Oh, I wish I could have told him I looked at the Rubens and Rembrandts I liked the John Singer Sargents He told me he liked Turner Never have I turned since then No, never have I turned to any other man All this having been said, I married an executive company head All this having been done, a Turner -I own one Here I am in this uniformish, pant-suit sort of thing, Thinking of the art teacher I was just a girl then; Never have I loved since then No, never have I loved any other man

Slideshow
Do I love you because you treat me so indifferently? Or is it the medication? Or is it me? Do I love you because you don't want me to rub your back? Or is it the medication? Or is it you? Or is it true? And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow Because I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know? And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do Do I love you, or is this feeling just a little pain? A treasure chest is broken easily open And usually I am such a happy prince Behind the iron curtain, the city walls a solid prison And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow 'Cause I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know? And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do! Do I love you? Do I love you? Yes I do

Baby
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 traged So call up the child players From madame we’ll rent the parlor and dance to death till i can’t see My baby

Viscious World

Thought that maybe we’d fall Thought that maybe I’d rea Everybody but Heaven kno

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l in love over the phone ally love being alone ows how I was wrong

hat have I done to myself? e 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

leaving for paris no. 2
I’m leaving for Paris No I don’t think that I’ll see you I’m leaving for Paris No I don’t think that I need to So I’m leaving for Paris Won’t you try to take care of yourself Just you try to take care of yourself ‘Cause I’m leaving Yes I’m leaving for Paris I pray you won’t follow Through the crooked streets behind me I pray you won’t follow Like so many who I’ve roamed there So I’m leaving for Paris Don’t you try to find out where I am Just you try to take care of yourself And when I get there I will lose the ring you gave me And when I get there How happy I will then be So I’m leaving for Paris Won’t you try to take care of yourself? Just you try to take care of yourself Cause I’m leaving, yes i’m leaving Cause I’m leaving, yes i’m leaving For Paris Goodbye.

poses

The yellow walls are lined with portraits And I’ve got my new red fetching leather jacket All these poses such beautiful poses Makes any boy feel like picking up roses

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There’s never been such grave a matter As comparing our new brand name black sunglasses All these poses such beautiful poses Makes any boy feel as pretty as princes The green autumnal parks conducting All the city streets a wondrous chorus singing All these poses oh how can you blame me Life is a game and true love is a trophy And you said Watch my head about it Baby you said watch my head about it My head about it Oh no oh no oh no Oh no oh no no kidding

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Reclined amongst these packs of reasons For to smokes the days away into the evenings All these poses of classical torture Ruined my mind like a snake in the orchard I did go from wanting to be someone now I’m drunk and wearing flip - flops on Fifth Avenue

Once you’ve fallen rom classical virtue have a soul for to wake up and hold you

the green autumnal parks conducting streets a wondrous chorus l these poses now no longer boyish n but who cares What that is

u said watch my head about it u said watch my head about it My head about it Oh no oh no oh no Oh no oh no well you said Watch my head about it aid watch my head about it My head about it Oh no oh no oh no

no oh no no kidding

grey gardens
Honey I’m a roller concrete clover Tadzio, Tadzio Arm wrestle your mother Simply over Tadzio, over you But bew are 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 ha ve 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 can you hear me Honey won’t you hold me tight In between been dragging a dragonfly Get me through Greymansions green Trying to get my Gardens tonight After I’ve Grey Gardens seen Tadzio, Tadzio Honey won’t you hold me tight Get meTrying to get my mansions green through Grey Gardens tonight After I’ve Grey Gardens seen Honey won’t you hold Tadzio Tadzio, me tight Get me through Grey Gardens tonight Tadzio, Tadzio Tadzio, Tadzio

Vibrate
My phone’s on vibrate for you Electroclash is karaoke to I tried to dance to 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

Agnus Dei
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

Not Ready To Love
I’m not ready to love, I’m not ready for peace I’m givin’ up the dove to the beast I’m not ready to surrender to another glove murderer

I’m not ready to love, I’m not ready to to fly I’m givin’ up belief in the sky So you can take my sin in up above on high, say goodbye

I’m not ready to love, I’m not ready to love I’m not ready to love until I’m ready to love you the way you should be loved Until I’m ready to hold you the way you should be held You should be held, but I’m not ready to

art teacher slideshow baby viscious world leaving for paris no. 2 poses grey gardens vibrate agnus dei not ready to love

produced by rufus wainwright executive producer: neil tennant engineered by: tom schick www.rufuswainwright.com www.geffen.com geffen records 3220 colorado ave, santa monica, ca 90404 2012 geffen records. all right reserved. unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws. 2012 universal international, a universal music company. markered & distributed by universal music k.k. made in the E.u. uicf-1085

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