sanssouci : rufus wainwright

who will be at sanssouci tonight? / the boys that made me lose the blues and then my eyesight / all together, playing games of cards / gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart // who will be at sanssouci tonight? / i'm lookin' through the window from the garden / waiting for the call to my hotel room / i'm tired of writing elegies to boredom / i just want to be at sanssouci tonight // who will be at sanssouci tonight? / surely not the one that loves me truly, only / he's probably down at the stables, there / gently polishing my cabriolet, only // i don't care, i really want to go / so i'm opening the door wide to the ballroom / callin' up some dude from my hotel room / i'm tired of writing elegies in general / i just want to be at sanssouci tonight / tonight / tonight // the candles seem to all have been blown out / cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about / could it be i came to the wrong place? / but i swear i saw them climb the stairs, that sweet master race // who will be at sanssouci tonight? / it's only when you're outside that you notice / only through the window you can see them / once the door is open, all will vanish / ain't nobody at sanssouci tonight / tonight / tonight