We are waiting on a telegram to give us news of the fallI am sorry to report dear Paris is burning after allWe have taken to the streets in open rejoice revoltingWe are dancing a black waltz — fair Paris is burning after all. Paris Is Burning (2006)
Sticks and stones have made me smarterit's words that cut me under my armor they say... Paris Is Burning (2006)
Leaden trumpets spit the soot of power they say"I'm on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is.Come sit right here and sleep while I slip poison in your ear" Paris Is Burning (2006)