Velvet Chamber-Party of the Fist Part
Party of the First Part
Woman: Who are you?
Man: My card, pretty lady
Woman: "Devil may care music products. Beelzebub, President"
Man: I like you're style...too bad you're not a singer
Woman: Oh, but I am. I am a singer.
Man: No fooling
Woman: No, no, listen
Man: Fantastic...ehm, different
Woman: Yeah, I want to be a star, oh please!
Man: You talked me into it...contract! Just our standard contract, nothing fancy
???: Fame, fortune, fans, concerts, world tours, your name in lights
Man: Take your time, read it all
Woman: Oh, I give up...I trust you (oh-ah), OK, I'll sign
Man: Right, pen
Woman: Oh-ah, where's the ink
Man: We always use blood, it's more permanent
Woman: Oh, I don't know, can we wait for Dan?
Man: Oh, sure, I'll be back next year...come on weez
Woman: Next year, but wait, wait, stop, stop, i'll sign...what about the band...I know a drummer
???: She can't be bothered, kid, she's got an interview
something so absurd, so silly
Interviewer: How do you feel about your sudden success?
Woman: Well, I, I feel that being a big star is really great, you know. quiet fabulous..but lonely, too, sometimes
Interviewer: Oh, that's nice..
???: This is the biggest thing ever to hit rock! you're at the top, now sweetie!
Woman: yeah, but, but where do I go from here?
Man: Don't worry, I want you...we have a bargain.
Woman: No, I didn't mean that! Wait!
Man: I've been waiting, now it's my turn.
Woman: No!
Man: According to our contract, at precisely midnight of the night of her greatest triumph, the party of the first part... that's
you... agrees to render up her soul, now and forevermore to the party of the second part. That's me. Shall we go?
