| Song | Vaudeville and Burlesque |
| Artist | Marc Almond |
| Album | Tenement Symphony |
| 作词 : Almond | |
| I've had my fill of ugly words | |
| I've had my fill of lies | |
| When the only truth or beauty now | |
| Is deep within your thighs | |
| The roses are in bloom my dear | |
| I haven't any fear | |
| That you'll love me | |
| Like you did last year | |
| Look at me | |
| Do you see | |
| A man against the world | |
| But don't look at me | |
| And see an unhappy man | |
| With some powder and some paint | |
| And the patience of a saint | |
| I'm still here | |
| My life's not over yet | |
| I'm not up there on the shelf | |
| I've found someone to love | |
| Apart from just myself | |
| I've had my fill of bitterness | |
| I've had my fill of dirt | |
| I've had enough of emptiness | |
| I've had enough of hurt | |
| I think we'll get the last laugh | |
| If we don't break down and cry | |
| And find the joke's | |
| On you and I | |
| Look at us | |
| Do you see us in a burlesque show | |
| Look at us are we in vaudeville | |
| We've tasted every thrill | |
| Every powder every pill | |
| And we're still here | |
| I've had enough of broken cups | |
| I've had enough of scenes | |
| Of other people's laughter | |
| When we go through our routines | |
| The lilies aren't in season | |
| So I've no reason to fear | |
| That you'll love me like you | |
| Did last year | |
| That you'll love me like you | |
| Did last year | |
| That you'll love me like you | |
| Did last year |
| zuò cí : Almond | |
| I' ve had my fill of ugly words | |
| I' ve had my fill of lies | |
| When the only truth or beauty now | |
| Is deep within your thighs | |
| The roses are in bloom my dear | |
| I haven' t any fear | |
| That you' ll love me | |
| Like you did last year | |
| Look at me | |
| Do you see | |
| A man against the world | |
| But don' t look at me | |
| And see an unhappy man | |
| With some powder and some paint | |
| And the patience of a saint | |
| I' m still here | |
| My life' s not over yet | |
| I' m not up there on the shelf | |
| I' ve found someone to love | |
| Apart from just myself | |
| I' ve had my fill of bitterness | |
| I' ve had my fill of dirt | |
| I' ve had enough of emptiness | |
| I' ve had enough of hurt | |
| I think we' ll get the last laugh | |
| If we don' t break down and cry | |
| And find the joke' s | |
| On you and I | |
| Look at us | |
| Do you see us in a burlesque show | |
| Look at us are we in vaudeville | |
| We' ve tasted every thrill | |
| Every powder every pill | |
| And we' re still here | |
| I' ve had enough of broken cups | |
| I' ve had enough of scenes | |
| Of other people' s laughter | |
| When we go through our routines | |
| The lilies aren' t in season | |
| So I' ve no reason to fear | |
| That you' ll love me like you | |
| Did last year | |
| That you' ll love me like you | |
| Did last year | |
| That you' ll love me like you | |
| Did last year |