Rufus Wainwright - Poses Lyrics

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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 and 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 smoke 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 park 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 is 
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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