Party Of The First Part Lyrics - Swing The Heartache- Bbc Sessions (live) - Bauhaus

Who are you? 

My card, pretty lady 

'Devil May Care' music production, Beelzebub, president 

I like your style, too bad you're not a singer 

Oh, but I am, I am a singer 

Hmm, no fooling 

No, no listen 

Fantastic, different 

I want to be a star, oh, please 

You've talked me into it, contract 

Just our standard contract, nothing fancy 

Fame, fortune, fans, gold records, concerts, world tours 

Your name in lights 

Take your time, read it all 

Oh, I give up, can I trust you? 

Okay, I'll sign 

Write, pen 

Where's the ink? 

We always use blood, it's more permanent 

Oh, I don't know, can't we wait for dad? 

Oh, for sure, I'll be back next year, come on, Wease 

Next year? Oh wait, wait, stop, stop, I'll sign 

What about a band? 

I know a drummer 

She can't be bothered kid, she's got an interview 

The interview circus is so absurd and so silly 

How do you feel about your sudden success? 

Well, I, I feel like being a big star is really great, you know 

It's, it's like fabulous, lonely too, sometimes 

Oh, that's nice 

This is the biggest thing ever to hit rock 

You're at the top now, sweetie 

Yea, but where do I go from here? 

Don't worry, I want you, we have a bargain 

No, I didn't mean that, wait 

I've been waiting, now it's my turn 

No 

According to our contract, at precisely midnight 

At the moment of her greatest triumph 

The party of the first part, that's you 

Agrees to render up her soul now and forever more 

To the party of the second part, that's me 

Shall we go?