Fantasy Bar Songtext
von Juliette Lewis
Fantasy Bar Songtext
Come on watch the models, putting on their make up
You can smell it from a mile away, it′s destruction and corrupt
Let's go to Hollywood, march down that sunset strip
Burn our dreams in a single night til the fright light comes in
You can never be too sure of where you′re gonna end up next to
It's a fantasy bar, with cuban cigars, smoke so thick, yeah
Then you wanna break up the dance floor
Where you watch the people come and go
It's a dreamland, so finish it off
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Let′s catch the pretension, up on the west side
Inside the velvet ropes where the pretty people hide
Or maybe you like the downtown scene
Walk past the dirty windows and preen
We′re livin' the dream so get it all
You can never be too sure of where you′re gonna end up next to
It's a fantasy bar, with cuban cigars, smoke so thick, yeah
Then you wanna break up the dance floor
Where you watch the people come and go
It′s a dreamland, so finish it off
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
You can sell a blind man the idea of lust, in a smoked out room
Just above that neon sign that glows, fantasy bar, just behind the mirage
Isn't this what we′re all aching for
The taste of sugar on the dance floor, so finish it off
More, more, more, yeah
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
You can smell it from a mile away, it′s destruction and corrupt
Let's go to Hollywood, march down that sunset strip
Burn our dreams in a single night til the fright light comes in
You can never be too sure of where you′re gonna end up next to
It's a fantasy bar, with cuban cigars, smoke so thick, yeah
Then you wanna break up the dance floor
Where you watch the people come and go
It's a dreamland, so finish it off
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Let′s catch the pretension, up on the west side
Inside the velvet ropes where the pretty people hide
Or maybe you like the downtown scene
Walk past the dirty windows and preen
We′re livin' the dream so get it all
You can never be too sure of where you′re gonna end up next to
It's a fantasy bar, with cuban cigars, smoke so thick, yeah
Then you wanna break up the dance floor
Where you watch the people come and go
It′s a dreamland, so finish it off
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
You can sell a blind man the idea of lust, in a smoked out room
Just above that neon sign that glows, fantasy bar, just behind the mirage
Isn't this what we′re all aching for
The taste of sugar on the dance floor, so finish it off
More, more, more, yeah
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Writer(s): Juliette Lewis, Omar Rodriguez Lopez, Chris Watson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com