Dark Clouds Gather Over Vanity Fair (Soundtrack from the short film Defiant Skies)

Among the party Illuminati, the night-life glitterati, I stand out like a shining light. I stand out like black on white. Another drunk to light my cigarette, too-fucked up for the jet-set. I tune in to the manual static. I tune in to the automatic

Sexual innuendos up all in the scene. Alcoholic tension makes everything surreal. Suffer heartbreak, dreams of power, prince of darkness, cocaine showers

I play this ghastly tune, on a pile of champagne flutes. I pay the devil's due, so that I could stay with you. (x2)

It's fabulous now, time to blow. Striking hearts of dandy foes. A city made of glass and mirrors. A city for a shining sellout. I put on gold and rose and pose- a holy ghost in a brand-new Rolls. Son of fire, son of flame. Son of Neptune on display

Sexual innuendos up all in the scene. Alcoholic tension makes everything surreal. Suffer heartbreak, dreams of power, prince of darkness, cocaine showers

I play this ghastly tune, on a pile of champagne flutes. I pay the devil's due, so that I could stay with you. (x2)

Sexual innuendos up all in the scene. Alcoholic tension makes everything surreal. Suffer heartbreak, dreams of power, prince of darkness, cocaine showers

I play this ghastly tune, on a pile of champagne flutes. I pay the devil's due, so that I could stay with you. (x2)