Welcome to the magnificent world of multi-Grammy-Award-winning
St Vincent.
The visionary St Vincent is Annie Clark,
and tonight she performs with keyboardist and collaborator
Rachel Eckroth, who she first shared a stage with four years ago
on the iconic Saturday Night Live.
Well, together they are joined tonight by over 60 varied,
multi-talented musicians from the Jules Buckley Orchestra,
led, of course, by Jules himself.
This night is truly a one-off - much like St Vincent.
# Where our last days are spent
# Wasted on song and sin
# Here at the Nowhere Inn
# The hallways are labyrinths
# Where I sold my last myth
# Now I live at the Nowhere Inn. #
This programme contains very strong language.
Good evening, and welcome to St Vincent's Prom.
Annie Clark, aka St Vincent, knew she was going to be a musician
when she first heard Nirvana's Nevermind on a boombox
in her friend's garage, aged just nine.
Well, 22 years later, she performed Lithium on the band's induction
into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.
Dave Grohl said of Annie, "She always takes you somewhere new,
"and does it with such power and grace. A total badass."
Her artistic vision is constantly evolving, incorporating references
way beyond music, from the paintings of Goya to the dance of Pina Bausch.
She says one of her driving forces is to make music
like people write plays.
St Vincent's self-produced album, All Born Screaming,
won Annie three of her six Grammys.
She wrote, "This thing, making records, is just dreaming,
"finding and believing, doubting and refining.
"And not knowing, but having this impossible belief
"that there is something out there just past your fingertips.
"This dream is yours now."
Annie, together with Jules Buckley and Rachel Eckroth,
reimagined music from seven St Vincent albums.
Jules says he's looked at this like he's creating a theatrical plot,
with Annie and Rachel as the two main actors.
He went on to say, "I want people to feel shocked and to leave the gig
"wanting to see it again, even though we're only doing it once."
And with that - just a warning, dear viewers -
tonight's concert contains very strong language.
AUDIENCE CHEER
# Empty cup and a can full of marigolds
# Half-burned candle
# A picture pinned on the wall
# Letters, records
# And ash on linoleum
# Signs of life, the beginning
# The beginning
# The beginning, begin again
# I was bare
# And your word was still warm in my hand
# I was bare
# Wanted all under Heaven
# Allowed
# Snubbed-out smoke in a pack from the Nowhere Inn
# Water glass with the smudge of a lipstick stain
# Box of nails, olive branch
# And the Holy Ghost
# Leave the rest
# But come back for the marigolds
# To begin to be
# To begin to be so ahead
# I was bare
# And your word was still warm in my hand
# I was bare
# Wanted all under heaven allowed
# Give it all away
# You give it all away
# Cos the whole world's watching you
# Give it all away
# You give it all away
# Cos the whole world's watching
# You
# Give it all away
# You give it all away
# Cos the whole world's watching you
# Give it all away
# You give it all away
# Cos the whole world's watching
# You. #
APPLAUSE
# I watched you all night till the dawn had come
# And the angels came down and picked you up
# Breathless
# The smell of your hair on my curtains, babe
# The wind blew the windows out in the rain
# Reckless
# And every part of you is in me now
# There's no going back
# I breathe you out
# Breathless, breathless
# Breathless
# London sun
# The air like a shot
# Hey, Ma, I'm cracking up
# Cracking up
# Reckless
# Reckless, reckless
# And I've been mourning you since
# The day I met you
# A stranger come in my path
# And I'll eat you up
# I will tear you limb from limb
# Or I'll fall in love
# Reckless, reckless
# Reckless
# If your love was an anchor
# Then I am lost at sea
# I hear the riders calling
# Calling for me
# Hey
# Calling for me
# Calling for me, yeah
# Hey
# Calling for me, calling for me
# Calling for me
# Calling for me, yeah
# Calling for me
APPLAUSE AND CHEERING
I cannot even express to you what a pleasure it is to be here
with all of you tonight.
All of you.
And to be on stage with the Jules Buckley Orchestra.
APPLAUSE AND CHEERING
I don't throw this word around, I promise,
but the past few days, rehearsing with everyone and getting to play
this music with these people, has been...
..glorious.
APPLAUSE
# Violent times
# Almost lost you in these violent times
# I forgot people could be so kind
# In these violent times
# Dollar signs
# Almost lost you chasing dollar signs
# Know the cost but I forgot the price
# Of buying my life
# I must have been dreaming
# I fell down the well
# Waking up
# Waking up in hell
# Different eyes
# You're the same but I got different eyes
# How could I ever have been so blind?
# Blame these violent times
# When all of the bombs inside
# All of the wires I hide
# All of the wasted nights chasing immortality
# But in the ashes of Pompeii
# Lovers discovered in an embrace
# For all eternity
# I must have been dreaming
# I fell down the well
# But I swear you were hearing me
# Through the noise and static
# And the call
# Oh, oh, oh
# Oh, ooh
# Oh, oh, oh
# Oh
# Ooh, ooh, oh
# Oh, oh, oh
# Ooh. #
APPLAUSE AND CHEERING
This one's for my mama. She's here tonight.
# I
# I prefer your love
# To Jesus
# Little baby on your knees
# Cos the world has got you down
# Name-tagged tourists, sick at the sight of them
# Tight-walking the sidewalk in spite of them
# As my headache thunders from east to west
# Mother, won't you open your arms
# And forgive me of all these bad thoughts?
# I'm blinded to the faces in this fog
# But all the good in me is because of you
# It's true
# I
# I prefer your love
# To Jesus
# I
# I prefer your love
# To Jesus
# Little baby on your knees
# Cos the world has got you down
# King-sized country wearing your worries out
# Headless heroes heaped by the pylons
# As a careless sun set on the west
# Sure as mother licking her finger
# To wipe the blush and the smudge from my cheek
# And wonder what will become of your little one
# But all the good in me is because of you
# It's true
# I
# I prefer your love
# To Jesus
# I
# I prefer your love
# To Jesus
# I
# I prefer your love
# To Jesus
# I
# I prefer your love
# To Jesus
# Little baby on your knees
# Cos the world has got you down. #
APPLAUSE
# Lover, I don't play to win
# But for the thrill until I'm spent
# Paint the black hole blacker
# And I threw flowers in your face
# On my sister's wedding day
# Paint the black hole blacker
# You showed up with a black eye
# Looking to go start a fight
# Paint the black hole blacker
# Playboys under your mattress
# Like I wouldn't notice
# Paint the black hole blacker
# What do I share?
# What do I keep
# From all the strangers who sleep where I sleep?
# Desperate don't look good on you
# Neither does your virtue
# Paint the black hole blacker
# Good souls have born better sons
# Better souls born worse ones
# Paint the black hole blacker
# What do I share?
# What do I keep
# From all the strangers who sleep where I sleep?
# You showed up with a black eye
# Looking to finish a fight
# But, lover, I don't play to win
# But for the thrill until
# I'm spent Paint the black hole blacker
# Paint the black hole blacker. #
APPLAUSE
Thank you.
# There's a black rainbow above my house
# Match the curtains and the floors
# I think I'm glass I think I'm breaking it
# Wrecking ball outside my door
# Let the children act like furniture
# For the ladies of the lawn
# But I can't see them I can't see at all
# Here it's night time all the time
# Bird outside the kitchen fighting his reflection
# Tell him I got nothing for him
# Bird outside the kitchen fighting his reflection
# What's he going to win when he wins?
# The unkissed boys and girls of paradise
# Lining up around the block
# Back pockets full of dynamite
# While the neighbours talk and talk and talk
# Bird outside the kitchen fighting his reflection
# Tell him I got nothing for him
# Bird outside the kitchen fighting his reflection
# What's he going to win when he wins?
# Throw the phone out the window
# If you want the neighbours woke
# You're going to have to shout out loud
# And set the bed alight and slow
# If you want the neighbours woke
# Oh, oh
# You'll have to shout even louder. #
AUDIENCE APPLAUDS
Thank you.
# Muscle connects to the bone
# And bone to the ire and the marrow
# I wish I had a gentle mind
# And a spine made up of iron
# Mouth connects to the teeth
# Teeth to the loves and the curses
# Honey, can you reach the spots that need oiling and fixing?
# H-E-L-P
# Help me, help me
# H-E-L-P
# Help me, help me
# Muscle connects to the bone
# Bone to the ire and the marrow
# So I pretend there aren't ten strings
# Tied to all ten of my fingers
# H-E-L-P
# Help me, help me
# If you want we could go somewhere else
# H-E-L-P
# H-E-L-P. #
APPLAUSE AND CHEERING
Thank you so much.
Well, this is the, erm... this is the last show
of the All Born Screaming tour.
And we started it, more or less, in this room
about a year and a half ago.
It was a very different show.
But I truly cannot think of a more majestic and special
and humbling way to wrap up what has been,
I'm sure for all of us, an insane couple of years.
And to go, "Oh, maybe I was in a place of a lot of grief,
"and I made music that I hoped would be the light at the end
"of the tunnel."
And now I'm here with all of you, and all of all of them,
and I go, "OK, well, here's that light at the end of the tunnel."
So thank you for that.
AUDIENCE APPLAUDS
# We're sleeping underneath the bed
# To scare the monsters out
# With our dear daddy's Smith and Wesson
# We've got to teach them all a lesson
# Don't move
# Don't scream
# Or we will have to shoot
# Oh, stop
# Right where you stand
# We need a chalk outline
# If you can
# Put your hands
# Where we can see them please
# We're holding up the lids of our eyes
# And showing just the whites
# Mary, no-one has such small hands
# No, not the wind, not even that
# Don't move
# Don't scream or we will
# Have to shoot
# Stop
# Right where you stand
# We need a chalk outline if you can
# Put your hands
# Where we can
# See them please
# Stop
# Right where you stand
# We need a chalk outline if you can
# Put your hands
# Where we can see them, please... #
# Sometimes I sit in the smoking section
# Hoping one rogue spark will land in my direction
# And when you stomp me out I scream and I'll shout
# "Let it happen, let it happen, let it happen"
# And sometimes I feel like an inland ocean
# Too big to be a lake Too small to be an attraction
# And when you wander in and start to flail a bit
# TOGETHER: I let it happen, let it happen, let it happen
# Sometimes I stand with a pistol in hand
# I fire at the grass just to scare you right back
# And when you won't run I'm mad but I succumb
# Let it happen Let it happen, let it happen
# And sometimes I go to the edge of my roof
# And I think I'll jump just to punish you
# And if I should float on the taxis below
# No one will notice No one will know
# And then I think What could be better
# Than love, than love, than love?
# And then I think What could be better
# Than love, than love, than love?
# It's not the end
No
# It's not the end... #
APPLAUSE
# I'm not Your mother's favourite dog
# I'm not The carpet you walk on
# I'm not One small atomic bomb
# I'm not Any, any, any, any, any, any
# Anything at all
# I'm not The feather at your feet
# I'm not Your yellow brick street
# I'm not Anyone you'll see
# I'm not Any, any, any, any, any, any
# Anything at all
# Now, now
# ALL: You don't mean that Say you're sorry
# You don't mean that Say you're sorry
# You don't mean that I'll make you sorry
# I'm not The pawn to your king
# I'm not Your world on a string
# I'm not Anyone you'll beat
# I'm not Any, any, any, any, any, any
# Anything at all
# Any, any, any, any, any, any
# Anything at all
# Now, now
# ALL: You don't mean that Say you're sorry
# You don't mean that Say you're sorry
# You don't mean that I'll make you sorry... #
# Hello
# Do you know where you are?
# You've been out cold
# We almost called the cops
# Don't get up
# Can you count to ten?
# Oh, boy, you're so lucky we found you when we did
# Cos there's a lot of people here
# Who wanna do you harm
# But stay with me, you fallen lamb
# And I'll keep you in my arms
# But I can't live in the dream
# The dream lives in me
# Welcome, child
# You're free of the cage
# Tryin' to seem sane
# Makes you seem so strange
# You look tired
# Go on, rest your head
# Oh, girl, you're so lucky we found you when we did
# Cos there's a lot of people here
# Who wanna do you harm
# But stay with me, you fallen lamb
# And I'll keep you in my arms
# But I can't live in the dream
# The dream lives in me
# No, I can't live in the dream
# The dream lives in me. #
# Driver, do you mind?
# Turn off Patsy Cline
# Walking on my own tonight
# Hate being impolite
# No small talk, I'm tired
# Just wake me when we arrive
# Oh, pick up speed and sandwiches
# A Ziploc bag, a fifth of gin
# Don't ask me why
# Oh, drop me by the burnout sign
# Where hell is near and heaven hides within Paradise
# Here at the Nowhere Inn
# Where nothing and no-one wins
# Where our last days are spent
# Wasted on song and sin
# I'm here at the Nowhere Inn
# The hallways are labyrinths
# Where I sold my last myth
# Now I live at the Nowhere Inn
# Always knew you'd end up here
# Been waiting now for years
# To see you in my everlasting mirror
# Everybody knows your name
# And knows you are to blame
# For every trickle of your mama's tears
# We're all at Nowhere and where are you now?
# I'm here at the Nowhere Inn
# Where nothing and no-one wins
# Where our last days are spent
# Wasted on songs and sin
# I'm here at the Nowhere Inn
# The hallways are labyrinths
# Where I sold my last myth
# Now I live at the Nowhere Inn
# We're all at Nowhere and where are you now?
# We're all at Nowhere and where are you, where are you?
# Where are you, where are you?
# Where are you? #
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Yeah, London!
Two, three, four.
# Get back to your seats
# Get back, gnashing teeth
# Ooh, ooh-oh, I, I want all of your mind
# People turn the TV on, it looks just like a window
# Yeah
# People turn the TV on, it looks just like a window
# Yeah, let's go
# Digital witnesses
# What's the point of even sleeping?
# If I can't show it, you can't see me
# What's the point of doing anything?
# This is no time for confessing
# Oh!
# I want all of your mind
# People turn the TV on, it looks just like a window
# Yeah
# People turn the TV on, it looks just like a window
# Yeah... #
Come on, London.
# Digital witnesses
# What's the point of even sleeping?
# If I can't show it, you can't see me
# Watch me jump right off the London Bridge
# This is no time for confessing
# Ow!
# People turn the TV on and throw it out the window
# Oh! Hey!
# Get back to your stare
# I can but I don't care, oh, oh
# I, I want all of your mind
# Give me all of your mind
# I want all of your mind... #
Come on, give me all of it.
# Digital witnesses
# What's the point of even sleeping?
# If I can't show it, you can't see me
# What's the point of doing anything?
# What's the point of even sleeping?
# So I stopped sleeping, yes, I stopped sleeping
# Won't somebody sell me back to me? #
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Whoo! Whoo!
# In Los Ageless, the winter never comes
# In Los Ageless, the mothers milk their young
# But I can keep running
# No, I can keep running
# I, I
# Oh, I, I
# The Los Ageless hang out by the bar
# Burn the pages of unwritten memoirs
# But I can keep running
# No, I can keep running
# I, I
# Oh, I, I
# How can anybody have you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you
# And not lose their minds, too?
# How can anybody have you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you
# And not lose their minds, too?
# The last days of the sunset superstars
# Girls in cages playing my guitar
# But how can I leave?
# I just follow the hood of my car
# Oh, I, I
# In Los Ageless, the waves, they never break
# They build and build until you don't have no escape
# But how can I leave?
# I just follow my hood to the sea, go to sleep
# How can anybody have you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you
# And not lose their minds, too?
# How can anybody have you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you
# And not lose their minds, too?
# Oh, my Lord, oh, we really did it now, yeah
# I'm a monster and you're my sacred cow
# But I can keep running
# No, I can keep on running, oh, oh
# Oh, oh, oh
# How can anybody have you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you
# And not lose their minds, too?
# How can anybody have you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you
# And not lose their minds, too?
# How can anybody have you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you
# And not lose their minds, too?
# How can anybody have you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you?
# How can anybody have you and lose you
# And not lose their minds? #
I guess that's just me, honey.
I guess that's how I'm built.
I try to tell you I love you and it comes out all sick.
I guess that's just me, honey.
I guess that's how I'm built.
I try to write you a love song, but it comes out a lament.
I guess that's just me, honey.
I guess that's how I'm built.
I try to tell you I love you and it comes out all sick.
I guess that's just me, honey.
I guess that's how I'm built.
I try to write you a love song, but it comes out a lament.
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
# Honey, the party, you went away quickly
# But oh, that's the trouble with ticking and tocking
# I lick the ice cubes from your empty glass
# Oh, we've stayed much too late
# Till they're cleaning the ashtrays
# Do you have change or a button or cash?
# Cos my pockets hang out like two surrender flags
# Oh, but I'd pay anything to keep my conscience clean
# I'm keeping my eye on the exits, I'm steady now
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# How did we get here
# With creaks in these chairs?
# Oh, there aren't enough hands, oh, to point all the fingers
# But I sit transfixed by a hole in your T-shirt
# I've said much too much and they're trying to sweep up
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh... #
CHEERING
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
# Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
# Ooh-ooh-ooh. #
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Thank you.
The next song...
..is called New York.
CHEERING
OK, London.
Let's get rowdy.
# New York isn't New York without you, love
# So far in a few blocks to be so low
# And if I call you from First Avenue
# Well, you're the only motherfucker in the city who can handle me
# New love, it wasn't true love, I'm back to you, love
# So much for a home run with some blue bloods
# If I last-strawed you on 8th Avenue
# Well, you're the only motherfucker in the city who can stand me
# I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
# But for you, my darling, I'd do it all again
# I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
# But for you, my darling, I'd do it all again... #
What are you guys drinking?
# New York isn't New York without you, love
# Too few of our old crew left on Astor
# So if I trade our 'hood for some Hollywood... #
You're OK.
# Where you're the only motherfucker in the city who would
# Only motherfucker in the city who would
# Only motherfucker in the city who'd forgive me
# I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
# But for you, my darling, I'd do it all again
# I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
# But for you, my darling, I'd do it all again
# And again
# And again and again
# And again!
# Again!
# And again!
# Again!
# Again! Again!
# Again! #
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Thank you so much.
Thank you for the hugs,
thank you for the high fives,
thank you for letting me use your shirt as a wash cloth.
It's just, like, it's steamy.
It's steamy in here.
This stage is generating a lot of heat.
CHEERING
Speaking of heat...
SHE CHUCKLES
# I write to give word the war is over
# Send my cinders home to mother
# They gave me a medal for my valour
# Leaden trumpets spit the soot of power
# They say, "I'm on your side
# "When nobody is," cos nobody is
# "Come sit right here and sleep
# "While I slip poison in your ear"
# We are waiting on a telegram
# To give us news of the fall
# I am sorry to report
# Dear Paris is burning after all
# We have taken to the streets
# In open rejoice, revolting
# We are dancing a black waltz
# Fair Paris is burning after all
# Enclosed in this letter there's a picture
# Black and white for your refrigerator
# Sticks and stones have made me smarter
# It's words that cut me under my armour
# They say, "I'm on your side cos nobody is
# "Cos nobody is"
# "Come sit right here and sleep while I slip poison in your ear"
# We are waiting on a telegram to give us news of the fall
# I am sorry to report, dear Paris is burning after all
# We have taken to the streets in open rejoice, revolting
# We are dancing a black waltz, fair Paris is burning after all
# Oh, ooh
# Dance, poor people, dance and drown
# Dance fair Paris to the ground
# Dance, poor people, dance and drown
# Dance fair Paris, ashes now
# Dance, poor people, dance and drown
# Dance fair Paris to the ground
# Dance, poor people, dance and drown
# Dance fair Paris, ashes now
# Dance, poor people, dance and drown
# Dance fair Paris to the ground
# Dance, poor people, dance and drown
# Dance fair Paris, ashes now. #
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
What an incredible performance.
St Vincent and the Jules Buckley Orchestra
has given us this evening so many highlights
throughout this glorious show.
Tonight's orchestra majestically led by Everton Nelson,
alongside long-time collaborator of St Vincent, Rachel Eckroth.
Well, again, a huge thank you to all of the arrangers
on this project.
APPLAUSE
I'd like to call out one specifically,
my home girl,
the incredible Rachel Eckroth.
APPLAUSE
We've been touring around the world for the past year and a half,
and we'd be like, "Hey, let's go party."
And Rachel would be like, "I'm going to take my laptop
"and work on some more arrangements."
So it's paying off. Thank you, Rachel. You're the best.
APPLAUSE
And of course to this incredible Jules Buckley Orchestra.
APPLAUSE
And the man himself, Jules Buckley!
CHEERING
Let's just plop on down here.
Sometimes you really need to take a load off.
This song's for one of my heroes.
# Candy Darling
# Who knows why the caged bird even sings?
# For high-priced lowlives
# Red bodega roses, you and me
# I never wanna leave
# Your perfume candy scene
# So, queen of South Queens
# We never did stop cheerin' for you, baby
# And your wig, it's blonde and it rolls home
# Wavin' from the latest uptown train
# I never wanna leave
# Your perfume candy dream
# So, Candy Darling
# I brought bodega roses for your feet
# And Candy, my sweet
# I hope you will be comin' home
to me. #
APPLAUSE
# I sway in place to a slow disco
# And a glass for the saints
# And a bar for the road
# Am I thinking what everybody's thinkin'?
# I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave
# Slip my hand from your hand
# Leave you dancin' with a ghost
# Slip my hand from your hand
# Leave you dancin' with a ghost
# There's blood in my ears
# And a fool in the mirror
# And this pain of mistakes couldn't get any clearer
# Am I thinking what everybody's thinkin'?
# I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave
# Slip my hand from your hand
# Leave you dancin' with a ghost
# Slip my hand from your hand
# Leave you dancin' with a ghost
# Don't it beat a slow dance to death?
# Don't it beat a slow dance to death? #
APPLAUSE
Thank you so much, London. Thank you so much.
Thank you so much. Love you dearly.
Take care of each other, we're all we got.