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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
Dear, when you smiled at me, I heard a melody
It haunted me from the start Something inside of me started a symphony Zing! went the strings of my heart Was like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing About a nest set apart All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony Zing! went the strings of my heart Your eyes made skies seem blue again What else could I do again? But keep repeating through and through I love you, love you I still recall the thrill, I guess I always will I hope we'll never depart Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine Zing! went the strings of my heart Your eyes made the skies seem blue again What else could I do again? But keep repeating through and through I love you, love you I still recall the thrill, I guess I always will I hope we'll never depart Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine Zing! went the strings of my Zing! went the strings of my Zing! went the strings of my heart |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Waiting for the present, for the present to pass
Waiting for a dream to last You are not my lover, and you never will be 'Cause you've never done anything to hurt me There's a fire in the priory And it's ruining this cocktail party Yesterday I heard they cloned a baby Now can I finally sleep with me? Diving through the rising, through the rising waves of night Keeping a reflection of you in hindsight But in turning back the brackish waters will not reflect you After you have turned the color black of death or something like that There's a fire in the priory And it's ruining this cocktail party Yesterday I heard the plague is coming Once again, to find me There's a fire in the priory And an ogre in the oval office Once again we all will be so broken Now can I finally sleep again? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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! |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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! |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
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! |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining Won't you walk me through it all? Even if the sun, it is blazing Even if the snow, it is raging All the elements, we must conquer To get to the other side of town I have suffered shipwreck against your dark brown eyes I have run aground against your broken down smiles Believe me when I tell you I have no place to go But to go where the wild flowers grow and the stone gardens bloom. Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten? Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining, We'll get to the other side of town. |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining Won't you walk me through it all? Even if the sun, it is blazing Even if the snow, it is raging All the elements, we must conquer To get to the other side of town I have suffered shipwreck against your dark brown eyes I have run aground against your broken down smiles Believe me when I tell you I have no place to go But to go where the wild flowers grow and the stone gardens bloom. Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten? Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining, We'll get to the other side of town. |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining Won't you walk me through it all? Even if the sun, it is blazing Even if the snow, it is raging All the elements, we must conquer To get to the other side of town I have suffered shipwreck against your dark brown eyes I have run aground against your broken down smiles Believe me when I tell you I have no place to go But to go where the wild flowers grow and the stone gardens bloom. Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten? Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining, We'll get to the other side of town. |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know what I'm saying I don't know why I'm watching all these white people dancing I don't know where I'm going But i do know that I'm walking Where? I dont know Just away from this love affair I can't say that I'm cruisin' Not that I dont like cruisin' Just that I'm bruisin from you I can't say that I'm waltzin' Not that I don't like waltzing Would rather be waltzin' with you So I guess that I'm going I guess that I am walking Where? I don't know Just away from this love affair |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Poses (2001)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
The mind has so many pictures
Why can't I sleep with my eyes open The mind has so many memories Can you remember what it looks like when I cry I'm Trying, trying to tell you All that I can in a sweet and velvet tongue But no words ever could sell you Sell you on me after all that I have done I'm only the one you love Am I only the one you love? The Lady Gloom and her hornets circling round Is now before us, the screaming's done without moving One little move and for sure you will be stung I'm singing ""Oh, Jerusalem oh, Jerusalem See what he's picked up in the park"" Let's f**k this awful art party Want you to make love to me and only to me in the dark I'm only the one you love Am I only the one you love? We've traded in our snap shots We're going through the motions Into the view, I'm leaving you Down Conduit Avenue into the early morning Into the early morning The one I love Are you only the one I love? |
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from Brokeback Mountain Soundtrack (2006)
One more chain I break
to get me closer to you One more chain does the maker make to keep me from bustin' through One more notch I scratch to keep me thinkin' of you One more notch does the maker make upon my face so blue Get along little doggies, get along little doggies One more smile I fake, 'n try my best to be glad One more smile does the maker make, because he knows I'm sad Oh Lord, how I know, Oh Lord, how I see, that only can the maker make a happy man of me Get along little doggies, get along little doggies, get along - |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Poses (2001)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
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 him 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 And 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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather, since my man and I ain't together Keeps raining all the time Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere Stormy weather, just can't get my poor self together I'm weary all the time, the time So weary all the time When he went away, the blues walked in and met me If he stays away, ol' rockin' chair will get me All I do is pray the lord above will let me walk in the sun once more Can't go on, every thing I had is gone Stormy weather, since my man and I ain't together Keeps raining all the time I walk around, heavy hearted and sad Night comes around and I'm still feeling bad Rain pouring down, blinding every hope I had This pittering, pattering, beating, spattering drives me mad Love, love Love, love This misery is just too much for me Can't go on, every thing I had is gone Stormy weather, since my man and I ain't together Keeps raining all the time Keeps raining all the time |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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 Do I love you? Yes I do |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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 Do I love you? Yes I do |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
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 Do I love you? Yes I do |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Poses (2001)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Who will be at Sanssouci tonight?
The boys that made me lose the blues tonight, and then my eyesight All together, playing games of cards Gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? I'm lookin' through the window from the garden Waitin' for the call to my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? Surely not the one that loves me truly, only He's probably down at the stables, there Gently polishing my cabriolet, only I don't care, I really want to go So I'm opening the door wide to the ballroom Callin' up some dude from my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies in general I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight... The candles seem to all have been blown out Cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about Could it be I came to the wrong place? But I swear I saw them climb the stairs, that sweet mystery Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? It's only when you're outside that you notice Only from the window you can see them Once the door is open, all will vanish Ain't nobody at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? The boys that made me lose the blues tonight, and then my eyesight All together, playing games of cards Gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? I'm lookin' through the window from the garden Waitin' for the call to my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? Surely not the one that loves me truly, only He's probably down at the stables, there Gently polishing my cabriolet, only I don't care, I really want to go So I'm opening the door wide to the ballroom Callin' up some dude from my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies in general I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight... The candles seem to all have been blown out Cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about Could it be I came to the wrong place? But I swear I saw them climb the stairs, that sweet mystery Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? It's only when you're outside that you notice Only from the window you can see them Once the door is open, all will vanish Ain't nobody at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
Who will be at Sanssouci tonight?
The boys that made me lose the blues tonight, and then my eyesight All together, playing games of cards Gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? I'm lookin' through the window from the garden Waitin' for the call to my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? Surely not the one that loves me truly, only He's probably down at the stables, there Gently polishing my cabriolet, only I don't care, I really want to go So I'm opening the door wide to the ballroom Callin' up some dude from my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies in general I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight... The candles seem to all have been blown out Cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about Could it be I came to the wrong place? But I swear I saw them climb the stairs, that sweet mystery Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? It's only when you're outside that you notice Only from the window you can see them Once the door is open, all will vanish Ain't nobody at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
Who will be at Sanssouci tonight?
The boys that made me lose the blues tonight, and then my eyesight All together, playing games of cards Gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? I'm lookin' through the window from the garden Waitin' for the call to my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? Surely not the one that loves me truly, only He's probably down at the stables, there Gently polishing my cabriolet, only I don't care, I really want to go So I'm opening the door wide to the ballroom Callin' up some dude from my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies in general I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight... The candles seem to all have been blown out Cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about Could it be I came to the wrong place? But I swear I saw them climb the stairs, that sweet mystery Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? It's only when you're outside that you notice Only from the window you can see them Once the door is open, all will vanish Ain't nobody at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
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! |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations
I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods All my little life I've wanted to roam Even if it was just inside my own home Then one little day I chanced to look back Saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods These are just the rules and regulations Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations And I like every one, yes I like every one Must follow them |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods All my little life I've wanted to roam Even if it was just inside my own home Then one little day I chanced to look back Saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods These are just the rules and regulations Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations And I like every one, yes I like every one Must follow them 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations
I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods All my little life I've wanted to roam Even if it was just inside my own home Then one little day I chanced to look back Saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods These are just the rules and regulations Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations And I like every one, yes I like every one Must follow them |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations
I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods All my little life I've wanted to roam Even if it was just inside my own home Then one little day I chanced to look back Saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods These are just the rules and regulations Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations And I like every one, yes I like every one Must follow them |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Why do you keep all your stars
in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? i n 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? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Why do you keep all your stars
in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? i n 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? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
Why do you keep all your stars
in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? i n 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? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
Why do you keep all your stars
in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? i n 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? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Poses (2001)
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 windows 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 Oest mon mare le prince rebelle Qui va fermer toutes ces fenres Ce sont ces fenres autour de moi Ce sont ces fenres 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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
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 windows 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 Oest mon mare le prince rebelle Qui va fermer toutes ces fenres Ce sont ces fenres autour de moi Ce sont ces fenres 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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Poses (2001)
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 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 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 from classical virtue Won't have a soul for to wake up and hold you In the green autumnal parks conducting All the city streets a wondrous chorus Singing all these poses now no longer boyish Made me a man ah but who cares what that it 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 well 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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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby Somewhere over that rainbow, skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds are far behind me Where troubles melt like lemon drops High above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow Why, oh why, can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow Why, oh why, can't I? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Poses (2001)
People will know when they see this show
The kind of a guy I am They'll recognize just what I stand for and what I just can't stand They'll perceive what I believe in And what I know is true And they'll recognize I'm a one man guy Always was through and through People meditate Hey that's just great Trying to find the inner you People depend on family and friend And other folks to pull them through I don't know why I'm a one man guy Or why I'm a one man show But these three cubic feet of bone and blood and meat are all I love and know 'Cause I'm a one man guy in the morning Same in the afternoon One man guy when the sun goes down I whistle me a one man tune One man guy a one man guy Only kind of guy to be I'm a one man guy I'm a one man guy I'm a one man guy is me I'm gonna bathe and shave And dress myself and eat solo every night Unplug the phone, sleep alone Stay away out of sight Sure it's kind of lonely Yeah it's sort of sick Being your own one and only Is a dirty selfish trick 'Cause I'm a one man guy in the morning Same in the afternoon One man guy when the sun goes down I whistle me a one man tune One man guy a one man guy Only kind of guy to be I'm a one man guy I'm a one man guy I'm a one man guy is me |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
An old whore's diet
Gets me going in the morning Ain't nothing like it Gets me going in the morning To say I love you Gets me going where I want to Oh, gets me going Oh, gets me going in the morning To say I love you Gets me going where I want to Oh, gets me going Oh, gets me going in the morning Hell, either here or Hell will do Either here or Hell will employ you Suicidal assistance An old whore's diet |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Men reading fashion magazines Oh what a world It seems we live in Straight man Oh what a world We live in Why am I always on a plane or a fast train Oh what a world my parents gave me Always Travelin' but not in love Still I think I'm doin' fine Wouldn't it be a lovely headline Life is Beautiful on a New York Times Men reading fashion magazines Oh what a world It seems we live in Straight man Oh what a world We live in Why am I always on a plane or a fast train Oh what a world my parents gave me Always Travelin' but not in love Still I think I'm doin' fine Wouldn't it be a lovely headline Life is Beautiful on a New York Times Oh what a world We live in Why am I always on a plane or a fast train Oh what a world my parents gave me Always Travelin' but not in love Still I think I'm doin' fine Wouldn't it be a lovely headline Life is Beautiful |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
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 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 Not ready to love Not ready to love Not ready to love Not ready to love 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 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 Do I love you Yes I do |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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 ?? 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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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 ?? 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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Never thought of Hades
Under the Mississippi But still I've come to sing for him So southern furies Prepare to walk for my harp I have strung, and I will leave with him Relax the cogs of rhyme Over the Memphis sky Turn back the wheels of time Under the Memphis skyline always hated him for the way he looked In the gaslight of the morning Then came hallelujah sounding like Ophelia for me in my room living So kiss me, my darling stay with me till morning Turn back and you will stay Under the Memphis Skyline |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
Macushla, Macushla
Your sweet voice is calling Calling me softly Again and again Macushla, Macushla I hear it so plainly Macushla, Macushla I hear it in vain Macushla, Macushla Your white arms are reaching I feel them enfolding Caressing me still Fling them out from the darkness My lost love, Macushla Let them find me and bind me Again, if they will Macushla, Macushla Your red lips are saying That death is a dream And love is for aye Then awaken, Macushla Awake from your dreaming My blue-eyed Macushla Awaken to stay |
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Macushla, Macushla
Your sweet voice is calling Calling me softly Again and again Macushla, Macushla I hear it so plainly Macushla, Macushla I hear it in vain Macushla, Macushla Your white arms are reaching I feel them enfolding Caressing me still Fling them out from the darkness My lost love, Macushla Let them find me and bind me Again, if they will Macushla, Macushla Your red lips are saying That death is a dream And love is for aye Then awaken, Macushla Awake from your dreaming My blue-eyed Macushla Awaken to stay |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Little sister come and sit beside me, beside me
And we'll play a tune on this old piano, forte Just for a while, just for a while, just for a while 'Til your hair becomes a powdered wig And I become a total bastard Feet that hardly reach the pedal Sewn to a tremendous shadow Ave, ave, history is on my side So complain have no shame And remember that your brother is a boy Though it seems the stakes contain some integrity We all feel it still is based on good old intrigue Just for a while, just for a while, just for a while You may have to use your hips as fodder Still putting your best foot forward Madame didn't stack the cupboard ended up like Mother Hubbard Ave, but hey, history is still a game So complain have no shame and remember that round one has just been played And you are poised for centuries to claim Follow examples from no longer a choice The world be just a ball to pass or gaze upon And one more thing Before we go on again Let's end this maze Keep out the threat of a kid Oh my little, little sister |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
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 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving for Paris Goodbye |
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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 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving for Paris Goodbye |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
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 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving for Paris Goodbye |
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from Brokeback Mountain Soundtrack (2006)
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. I know every engineer on every train All of their children, and all of their names And every handout in every town And every lock that ain't locked When no one's around. I sing, Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. Third boxcar, midnight train Destination...Portland, Maine. Old worn out suits and shoes, I don't pay no union dues, I smoke old stogies I have found Short, but not too big around I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road... |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
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 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Poses (2001)
Wandering properties of death
Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles We did rest Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath Worldly sounds of endless warring Were for just a moment silent stars Worldly boundaries of dying Were for just a moment never ours All was new Just as the black horizons blue Then along the bending path away I smiled in knowing I'd be back one day |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
I believe in doing what I can
Crying when I must, and laughing when I choose Hey ho, if love were all I would be lonely I believe the more you love a man The more you put your trust, the more you're bound to lose Although, when shadows fall, I think if only somebody splendid really needed me Someone affectionate and dear Cares would be ended if I knew that he wanted to have me near But I believe that since my life began The most I've had is just a talent to amuse Hey ho, if love were all |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
I believe in doing what I can
Crying when I must, and laughing when I choose Hey ho, if love were all I would be lonely I believe the more you love a man The more you put your trust, the more you're bound to lose Although, when shadows fall, I think if only somebody splendid really needed me Someone affectionate and dear Cares would be ended if I knew that he wanted to have me near But I believe that since my life began The most I've had is just a talent to amuse Hey ho, if love were all |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
I believe in doing what I can
Crying when I must, and laughing when I choose Hey ho, if love were all I would be lonely I believe the more you love a man The more you put your trust, the more you're bound to lose Although, when shadows fall, I think if only somebody splendid really needed me Someone affectionate and dear Cares would be ended if I knew that he wanted to have me near But I believe that since my life began The most I've had is just a talent to amuse Hey ho, if love were all |
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from Bridget Jones 2 (브리짓 존스의 일기 2) [ost] (2004)
I eat dinner at the kitchen table
By the light that switches on I eat leftovers with mashed potatoes No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the hunger's gone I eat dinner at the kitchen table And I wash it down with pop I eat leftovers with mashed potatoes No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the hunger stops Never thought that I'd end up this way I who loved the sparks Never thought my hair'd be turning to gray It used to be so dark, so dark No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the hunger's gone No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the hunger's gone When the hunger's gone Never thought that I'd end up like this I who loved the night Never thought I'd be without a kiss No one to turn off the light Turn off the light I eat dinner at the kitchen table By the light of the TV screen I eat leftovers with mashed potatoes No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the plate is clean When the hunger's gone, when the hunger's gone - |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
I don't know what it is
but you got to do it I don't know where to go But you got to be there I don't know where to fall But I know that its comfortable where I don't know where it is Putting all of my time In learning to care And a bucket of rhymes I threw up somewhere Want a locket of who Made me lose my perfunctory view Of all that is around And of all that I do So I knock on the door Take a step that is new Never been here before Is there anyone else here too In love with beauty Playing all of the games Who thinks three's company Is there anyone else who wears slightly mysterious brusies I don't know what it is Take a lookin around At friendly faces All declaring a war on far off places Is there anyone else who is through with complaining about what's Done unto us So I knock on the door And I am on the train Going god knows where to To get me over To get me over Give me heaven or hell Calais or Dover I was hoping the train Was my big number Stopping in Santa Fe and the Atchinson Topeka Though I'm chugging along, put away by the crossing hand We'll be heading for Portland, or Limburgh or Lower Manhattan Find myself running around I don't know what it is so get me over I don't know what it is so get me over I don't know what it is so get me over To get me over You gotta do it You gotta be there |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Milwaukee At Last [live] (2009)
I don't know what it is
but you got to do it I don't know where to go But you got to be there I don't know where to fall But I know that its comfortable where I don't know where it is Putting all of my time In learning to care And a bucket of rhymes I threw up somewhere Want a locket of who Made me lose my perfunctory view Of all that is around And of all that I do So I knock on the door Take a step that is new Never been here before Is there anyone else here too In love with beauty Playing all of the games Who thinks three's company Is there anyone else who wears slightly mysterious brusies I don't know what it is Take a lookin around At friendly faces All declaring a war on far off places Is there anyone else who is through with complaining about what's Done unto us So I knock on the door And I am on the train Going god knows where to To get me over To get me over Give me heaven or hell Calais or Dover I was hoping the train Was my big number Stopping in Santa Fe and the Atchinson Topeka Though I'm chugging along, put away by the crossing hand We'll be heading for Portland, or Limburgh or Lower Manhattan Find myself running around I don't know what it is so get me over I don't know what it is so get me over I don't know what it is so get me over To get me over You gotta do it You gotta be there |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
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 |
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