Act II - Party Monsters

Money, Success, Fame, Glamour

QUEENS & QUEERS

"...sideways, sometimes, at night
I remember running out...
remember nights I slept...
16 fucking years ago..."

I'm lovin' this age of supermodels
supercandies and superfucks
when you cannot break what is already broken
everyday becomes a matter of luck.

Different eyes. Different ways.
Difference dies once you get laid.
This place could keep on slipping away
everything would taste just like ecstasy.

the close interstate
between Gods and Apes
of blood and of saints
I've lost a line in the scene
if you fall from good
'cause good is to be falling
of hearts and of spades
nothing in here is what it seems...

"...underbelly. down. down.
the exit rages its way underground..."

Make a ghost out of the machine
a plastic girl, a killer queer
the more you taste, the less it means
your lips touching the E.N.D.
Cut your fingers, cut your soul
dream this dream all alone
stay quiet down the hole
of losts and founds inverse the role

you're comin' here to find
you're livin' on borrowed time
and it's coming back around
without making a sound...

I'm lovin' this age of superboredom.

ELVIS, ELVIS

I came here to feel
like the goddamn king of Rock'n Roll
She plays with me, man
She's fixing her hole upon my soul
Well, I've got the shoes,
I've got the blues
and I've danced this dance before

I've got the groove
I know the rules
I'll bring you to the floor

Give me some pills, give me some wine
give me an aim to shake my trigger...
Everything's deep, everything's wide
everything's going faster...

I'm going wild...

I came here to fall
like the so-called king of Rock'n Roll
Dancin' with the devil
Elvis's dead looking down the hole
Well, I've got the shoes,
I've got the blues
and I've danced this dance before

I've got the groove
I know the rules
I'll bring you to the floor

Give me some pills, give me some wine
give me an aim to shake my trigger...
Everything's deep, everything's wide
everything's going faster...

I'm going wild...

Don't need to play with you
the way that I do
Don't need to feel you
the way that I do
Don't need to beg you
the way that I do
Don't need to fear you
the way that I do
Don't need to hate you
the way that I do
Don't need to know you
the way that I do
Don't need to kiss you
the way that I do
I need to dance you
the way that I...

The party isn't over
even if someone's dead
sweet rock'n roll sister
elvis is always there

Pills and wine in loop
Paper, knives and rock
the smaller the room
the bigger the luck
close the rear window
and turn off the lights
avoid any shadow
looking for a fight
dance with souls around you
sing their lullabies
even if they don't want you
to go home tonight...

OH LORD !!!

God is in my mind tonight
and you're welcome to have a fight
you're even welcome to shit on stage
show your big fat ass to the human race

God is in my mind tonight
and everything's alright.


CONFESSIONS ON YOUR SKIN

Don't need a reason
tell me soft lies
show me a season that won't die
the world's on fire
but I'm really getting used to it
I've burnt the truth at both ends
now I'm still waiting for the fire to die
I need to bring you
so far away from the sun...

On the edge of the world
we'll make a pact
a pact under the moon
and kill everything that's left baby
what's left of me and you
we'll lock it down
safely, deep within
whispers from another age
look for my confessions on your skin
someday in the season of decay

my infections... give it a ride
burn the memories that won't die
in this great wide room
just close your eyes
and play a new last day on Earth
watch it soon
fade to silence
and pledge alliegance
to confusion
Kiss my comatic baby
welcome to the reverse side of the world.

In the crimson hours of the morning
when the full moon shines on as the sun
I'll leave a mark
I'll leave the truth
skin to skin
where we do belong.

Don't need a reason
tell me soft lies
we won't be here
to watch this world die.


"(...)DANS MA CONSCIENCE, TON SCALPEL QUI RICANE (...)"

I don't get much with anger
or with fate or with any individual
the coward is neglected
when he too soon left the war
the face to face with no one
in a lovely lonely home
leads to a selection of roads
turning to one last door

And I thought I was playing...
symmetry of the hours today
I thought it could all change...
my alibis and this sweet humanity
And I thought I was playing...
A last sabotage of the big escaping plan
i thought it could all change...
I thought that I could change...

Roots are here as I walk beneath it
a pale white light to show me the scheme
the pictures of ghosts down on the floor
to let me know that I've been here before
the breaking shades back in the dawn
the crystal second the catch the reason
the black hole lesson of your last breath
I've heard the song not knowing what it meant

the spectre you forget
walks into the streets
as silver kisses red
some angel debris
what made you a man
slowly, you start to see
scattered souls of men
the great garden of feasts...