Party of the First Part
(from "the devil and daniel mouse")

Who are you?

My card, pretty lady.

Devil May-Care Music Production, Beelzebub Scratch, President.

I like your style, too bad you're not a singer.

Oh, but I am, I am a singer!

Hmm, no fooling.

No, no listen...

Fantastic, different.

I want to be a star, of please!

You've talked me into it. Contract!
Just our standard contract, nothing fancy.

Fame, fortune, fans, gold records, concerts, world tours, your name in lights.

Take your time, read it all.

Oh, I give up. Can I trust you?
Ok, I'll sign.

Write!

Where's the ink?

We always use- blood, it's more permanent.

Oh, I don't know, can't we wait for Dad?

Oh, sure, I'll be back next year. Come on, Wease.

Next year?! Oh wait, wait, stop. I'll sign.
What about a band... I know a drummer.

She can't be bothered kid, she's got an interview.
The interview circus is so absurd, and so silly.

How do you feel about your sudden success?

Well, I feel like being a big star is really great, you know.
It's like, fabulous. Lonely, too, sometimes.

Oh, that's nice.

This is the biggest thing ever to hit rock!
You're at the top now, sweetie.

Yeah, but where do I go from here?

Don't worry, I want you, we have a bargain.

No, I didn't mean that, wait!

I've been waiting, now it's my turn.

No.

According to our contract, at precisely midnight, at the moment of her greatest triumph,
the party of the first part, that's you, agrees to render up her soul now and forever more
to the party of the second part, that's me.
Shall we go?

The Passenger
(iggy pop)

I am the passenger
And I ride and I ride
I ride through the city's backsides
I see the stars come
Out of the sky
Yeah the bright and hollow sky
You know it looks
So good tonight

I am the passenger
I stay under glass
I look through my
Window so bright
I see the stars
Come out tonight
I see the bright
And hollow sky
Over the city's
Ripped backside
And everything looks good tonight

chorus
Singing la la la la
La-la-la-la
La la la la
La-la-la-la
La la la la
La-la-la-la
La la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
We'll ride through the city tonight
We'll see the city's ripped backsides
We'll see the bright and
Hollow sky
We'll see the stars that shine
So bright
Stars made for us tonight

O the passenger
How how he rides
O the passenger
He rides and he rides
He looks through his window
What does he see
He sees the sign and
Hollow sky
He sees the stars
Come out tonight
He sees the city's ripped backsides
He sees the winding ocean drive
And everything was made
For you and me
All of it was made for
You and me - 'cause it
Just belongs to you and me
So let's take a ride and
See what's mine

chorus

O the passenger
He rides and he rides
He sees things from under glass
He looks through his window inside
He sees the things he knows are his
He sees the bright
Hollow sky
He sees the city
Sleep at night
He sees the stars
Come out tonight
And all of it is yours and mine
And all of it is yours and mine
So let's ride and ride
And ride and ride

chorus

The Passion of Lovers
She had nut painted arms
That were hers to keep
And in her fear
She sought cracked pleasures
The passion of lovers is for death said she
Licked her lips
And turned to feather

And as I watched from underneath
I came aware of all that she keep
The little foxes so safe and sound
They were not dead
They'd gone to ground

The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death

She breaks her hear
Just a little too much
And her jokes attract the lucky bad type
As she dips and wails
And slips her banshee smile
She gets the better of the bigger to the letter

The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she

Poison Pen
Sprawled face down on this Swiss stained iron bed
In a dismal cheap hotel
With my one arm injured and the sweat-stained billowous murk
From my last cold-turkey attack

I tremble and shiver at the sound outside my door
Instrument of release by my side
The spike, the hose, the blackened spoon
The can or sterno red

I wait
And I wait
Spread-eagled
Half dead

Waiting for my man
(x8)

I wait for my fit, the footsteps fall
For the black man's stacatto knock knocking
I wait he doesn't show
I wait he doesn't show
I wait he doesn't show

Get this monkey off my back
Get this monkey off my back
Get this monkey off my back
Get this monkey off my back
Off my back
Off my back
Off my back

Rosegarden Funeral of Sores
(john cale)

Virgin Mary was tired
So tired
Tired of listening to gossip
Gossip and complaints

They came from next door

And a bewildered stream of chatter
From all sorts of
All sorts of
Untidy whores

Came from next door
Came from next door

But some men are chosen from the rest
But their disappointment runs with their guests
Never would be invited to the funeral rosegarden

But their choice don't seem to matter
They got swollen breasts and lips that putter
And their choice of matter and their scream of chatter
Is just a little parasitic scream of whores
Screaming whores
In the rosegarden funeral of sores

Virgin Mary was tired
So tired of listening to gossip
Gossip and complaints

In the
In the
Rosegarden
Rosegarden funeral of sores

Sanity Assassin
Sinister echoes clutching at straws
Letter boxes screaming
You try to pin him to the wall
You end up on the ceiling
Locked in a dome
The shadows flicker by
He's the madcap pusher
Delerium the drug he's dealing

He drops a capsule in your drink
And spikes your dreams with madness

He's the sniper in the hills
Hiding the holes in your head
He's the poison in your poison
The razor in your head
Hanging on a picture
Eyelid needle and thread
You empty yourself once again
But he's always one step ahead
He whispers in your ear
was it nothing that you said
He's walking in your sleep now
He keeps your fat paranoia well-fed

He drops a capsule in your drink
And spikes your dreams with madness

The sanity assassin
Stays up all night stalking
The sanity assassin
Picks off victims like flies
The sanity assassin
Let his fingers do the walking
The sanity assassin
The crack shot between your eyes
He's got you in his sights

He drops a capsule in your drink
And spikes your dreams with madness

The razor in your head
He's the poison in your poison

Drops a capsule in your drink
(repeat)

Scopes
Scopes
Scopes
Scopes
Scopes
Electroscope
Galvanascope
Hydroscope
Polemescope
Telescope
Microscope
Sizemoscope
Periscope
Polariscope
Kaleidoscope
Stethoscope

The twenty scopes
The twenty scopes
The twenty scopes
The twenty scopes
The twenty scopes

Severance
(dead can dance)

Severance
The birds of leaving call to us,
Yet here we stand
endowed with the fear of flight.
Overland
The winds of change consume the land,
While we remain
In the shadow of summers now past.
When all the leaves
Have fallen and turned to dust,
Will we remain
Entrenched within our ways.
Indifference,
The plague that moves throughout this land
Omen signs
In the shapes of things to come.

Tomorrow's child is the only child.

She's in Parties
Learning lines in the rain
Special effects by Loonatik and Drinks
The graveyard scene
The golden years

She's in parties
It's in the can (twice)

Freeze frame screen kiss
Hot heads under silent wigs
Fall guys tumble on the cutting room floor
Look-a-likes fall on the cutting room door

She's in parties
It's in the can (twice)

Learning lines in the rain
Special effects by Loonatik and drinks
Freeze frame, screen kiss, hot heads, lights and power
It's patently obvious

She's in parties
It's in the can (twice)

Hot lines under a rain of drum
Cigarette props in action
Dialogue dub, now heres the rub
She's acting her reaction

She's in parties
It's in the can

Shows
Never shows
It never knows
It always howls
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