Rufus Wainwright Imaginary Love

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…

Rufus Wainwright 11:11

Woke up this morning at 11:11

Woke up this morning and it wasnt in heaven

Those are the reason ’bout

Where I was sleeping but I was alive

I was alive

Woke up this morning at 11:11

John was half-naked and Lulu was crying

Over a baby

That’ll never go crazy

But I was alive

And till the end of this world,

We’ll all load in a dump truck of human

11:11

What else can I do,

What else can I do

Woke up this morning and

Something was burning

Realized that everything really

Does happen in Manhattan

Thoughts were of characters

And afternoons lying with you

And you were alive

Ohh, the hours we are seperate

11:11 is the precious time we wasted

So pack up your bleeding heart

And put away your posies

I don’t want to have a drink

Or play ring around the rosie with you

Oh no, no

Ohh, the hours we are seperate

11:11 is the precious time we wasted

So let the blind fight the blind and see,

As the fall take over summer

Bringing the lattice roses

And as winter brings the spring rain

And to the end of this world,

We’ll all load in a dump truck of human

11:11

Rufus Wainwright Gay Messiah

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

Rufus Wainwright Jericho

I keep thinking that you are going to change

I keep thinking that you are going to rearrange

But I’m a fool to think something so impossible

You ain’t ever gonna change

You ain’t ever gonna change

Oh no Jericho

Until I blow

I keep thinking that you are going to rise

I keep thinking that you are going to compromise

But I’m a fool to think something so improbable

You ain’t ever gonna rise

You ain’t ever gonna rise

Oh no Jericho

Until I take you by surprise

Baby I know that you’re too sad to cry

But my little darling guess what? So am I

Still I believe we ought to shed a tear

The open hearted have no thing to fear

But I don’t even think you hear me at all

Under your medieval ceiling behind your biblical wall

Guess I’ll have to put my trumpet back in the case

And get behind this here canon covered in lace

Covered in lace

I keep thinking that you are going to change

I keep that you are going to rearrange

But I’m a fool to think something so impossible

You ain’t ever gonna change

You ain’t ever gonna change

Oh no Jericho

Until I blow

Until I blow

Rufus Wainwright Another Believer

Hello,

I’ve got something to tell you,

But it’s crazy.

I’ve got something to show you,

So gimme just one more chance,

One more glance,

And I will make of you,

Another believer.

Guess what?

You got more than you bargained.

Ain’t it, crazy?

You got more than you paid for.

So gimme just one more chance,

One more glance,

One more hand, to hold.

You’ve been on my mind,

Though it may seem I’m fooling.

Wasting so much time,

Though it may seem I’m fooling.

What are we gonna do?

(What are we gonna do?)

What are we gonna do about it?

So then,

That is all for the moment.

Until, next time,

Until then do not worry,

And gimme just one more chance,

One more glance,

And I will make of you,

Yeah I’m gonna make of you,

Another believer.

You’ve been on my mind,

Though it may seem I’m fooling.

Wasting so much time,

Though it may seem I’m fooling.

What are we gonna do?

(What are we gonna do?)

What are we gonna do about it?

Rufus Wainwright Over The Rainbow

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 that rainbow

Why, oh why, can’t I?

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow

Why, oh why, can’t I?

Rufus Wainwright Chicago

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

Rufus Wainwright Martha

Martha it’s your brother calling

Time to go up north and see mother

Things are harder for her now

And neither of us is really that much older than each other anymore

Martha it’s your brother calling

Have you had a chance to see father?

Wondering how’s he doing and

There’s not much time

For us to really be that angry at each other anymore

It’s your brother calling Martha

It’s your brother calling Martha

Please call me back

I know how it goes

You gotta ring your little finger

Hit the tree and see what falls

And make the sun come out

On Sunday afternoon

All the while you heat the plates

And serve a little wine

And wear a hat and make ’em laugh

And forget that there is nobody

In the room anymore

It’s your brother calling Martha

It’s your brother calling Martha

Please call me back

Rufus Wainwright Bitter Tears

Choking on my bitter tears

My bitter tears

Only thing I don’t fears you

Don’t want you to see my tears

My bitter tears

Only thing I fear is my tears

Heavens how it’s going to rain

Is this the same

Heavens with the bright blue skies

Driving at the crack of dawn

Looking away trying to hide my bloodshot eyes

But in discussing with the morning

It’s gonna be O.K.

But in discussing with the morning

It’s gonna be just fine dear

Taxi driver look at me

Oh can’t you see

Turn around go back behind

Don’t want you take me home

Where I’m alone

Racking up my tears and crying

Got to be another way

Somebody cursed me when I said

“I’ll never be there myself”

Got to be another way

Somebody curse the light

And take me far away from myself

But in discussing with the morning

It’s gonna be O.K.

But in discussing with the morning

It’s gonna be just fine dear

I’m just discussing with the morning

Just discussing with the morning

And it’s gonna be O.K.

I’m just discussing with the morning

Still discussing with the morning

And it’s gonna be just fine

I’m just discussing with the morning

Still discussing with the morning

And it’s gonna be O.K.

Yeah it’s gonna be just fine

Rufus Wainwright Hallelujah

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, she cut your hair

And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe 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 too

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 a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah