[ti:Matinee Idol]
[ar:Rufus Wainwright]
[al:Rufus Wainwright]
[00:09.10]This is the day
[00:10.81]The day of the death
[00:12.36]The death of the matinee idol
[00:24.05]Still so beautiful as the angels
[00:24.23]As the angels came down from on high
[00:28.96]
[00:30.94]So sweet and so soft
[00:33.63]So charmingly daft
[00:34.81]So young was the matinee idol
[00:38.90]Lips of crimson slightly open
[00:46.39]As the flash and all fame put to rest
[00:51.15]
[00:53.18]Walk
[00:54.23]Walk along that wall
[00:56.30]No it is not from the academy
[01:00.57]Walk
[01:01.45]Walk along that wall
[01:03.88]From this moment on you'll cease to be
[01:08.93]The undying love of the public eye
[01:13.29]
[01:34.33]And so goes one more
[01:36.17]Away from the maze
[01:38.14]Away for to sit at the table
[01:42.20]Above Babel far from this world
[01:49.54]While standing on the boulevard
[01:56.04]Walk
[01:57.21]Walk along that wall
[01:59.35]No it is not from the academy
[02:03.93]Walk
[02:04.78]Walk along that wall
[02:07.29]From this moment on you'll cease to be
[02:11.20]But still whomever has looked at
[02:16.55]Looked at beauty is marked out
[02:20.57]Is marked out already by death
[02:26.46]Whomever has looked at
[02:30.69]Looked at beauty is marked out
[02:34.06]Is marked out already by death
[02:42.52]
[02:47.28]Still so beautiful as the angels
[02:54.08]As the angels came down from on high