Poses Lyrics - Poses - Rufus Wainwright

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 

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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 is 

Photos 

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