Amadeus

Music and edited lyrics by Amadeus, September 28, 2020. Used under fair rights usage copyright law for demonstrative/educational purposes. Lyrics and original production by DJ White Shadow, Lady Gaga & Fernando Garibay. Copyright Interscope Records. Love is just a history that they may prove, And when you're gone I'll tell them my religion's you, When Pontius comes to kill the king upon his throne, I'm ready for their stones, I'll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said, I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, Hands above my head, Hands together, Forgive him before he's dead Because, I won't cry for you, I won't crucify the things you do, I won't cry for you, see, When you're gone I'll still be bloody Mary, We are not just art for Michelangelo, To carve. He can't rewrite the agro of my furied heart, I'll wait on mountain tops in Paris cold, Je ne veux pas mourir tout seule, I'll dance, dance, dance, With my hands, hands, hands, Above my head, head, head, Like Jesus, said, I'm gonna dance, dance, dance, With my hands, hands, Hands above my head, Dance together, Forgive him before he's dead Because, I won't cry for you, I won't crucify the things you do, I won't cry for you, see, When you're gone I'll still be Bloody Mary, I won't cry for you, I won't crucify the things you do do do, I won't cry for you see, When you're gone I'll still be Bloody Mary. Oh, libérate mi amor

Lyrics by Amadeus, July 10, 2007. Music June 17, 2013 And I don’t know, If it was the sexuality, Or the sexual addiction, That killed me, And I’m not sure, Of my responsibility, To diagnose and treat the symptoms, As best I could possibly, But I do know, That I love you, And I never wanted to hurt you, And I do know, That you love me, And I never meant to hurt you, It’s just this voice inside my head, Nobody else’s, (Nobody else’s) But it sounds just like me, An imitation, (dark invitation) And now that I am dead, You’ve got to find some, (understanding) Of the voices in my head, Nobody else hears, (the dwelling) And I’m not sure, If you always knew, Maybe you just chose to ignore, The clues, A dark invitation, Bring my salvation, Or end my, Suffering, But I do know, That I love you, And I never wanted to hurt you, And I do know, That you love me, And I never meant to hurt you, It’s just this voice inside my head, Nobody else’s, (Nobody else’s) But it sounds just like me, An imitation, (dark invitation) And now that I am dead, You’ve got to find some, (understanding) Of the voices in my head, Nobody else hears, (the dwelling) And I’m pretty sure, You might have suspected, Maybe you just didn’t know, What to do, But I am certain, That you loved me, And I’m sorry, I hurt you, But I do know, That I love you, And I never wanted to hurt you, And I do know, That you love me, And I never meant to hurt you, It’s just this voice inside my head, Nobody else’s, (Nobody else’s) But it sounds just like me, An imitation, (dark invitation) And now that I am dead, You’ve got to find some, (understanding) Of the voices in my head, Nobody else hears, (the dwelling)

Music and lyrics by Amadeus in September 9, 2020. Meet me at the mortuary, In the dark of haunted hallways, Jew and gentile, commoner and celebrity, Come hang out, all your friends are here, Meet me at the cemetery gates, Let’s have a lovely picnic, We can tell ghost stories, Or they us their selfs, Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust, In the Rose Hills, Necropolis Come on let’s roll down the Rose Hills, We’re our grandmothers lay, Dance to the music of Whittier, A history that flows through our veins, Wishing holy water fountains, Mother Mary, holy water lake, Prayers and incense to bless the waiting, At the terrace where the roses lay, Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust, In the Rose Hills, Necropolis. It so quiet in the SkyRose Chapel, Every sad, sacred, sacrament day, Oh how we lived like wild flowers, On these lawns, concrete spaces and graves, Here lies my broken family, Together again, It’s funny how short life is, At the Rose Hills in the end, Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust, In the Rose Hills, Necropolis.

In this episode I detail the inspirations behind the making of my latest single, Rose Hills leading up to the first demo for the song. Music and lyrics by Amadeus, September, 2020. Down at the mortuary, In the dark of haunted hallways, Jew and gentile, commoner and celebrity, Come hang out, all your friends are here, Meet me at the cemetery gates, Let’s have a lovely picnic, We can tell ghost stories, Or they us their selfs, Come on let’s roll down the Rose Hills, We’re our grandmothers lay, Dance to the music of Whittier, Where his poems travel on the wind, Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust, Rose Hills Necropolis Wishing holy water fountains, They flow to the lakes, Many scents to bless in waiting, At the terrace where the roses lay, It’s quiet in the SkyRose Chapel, On this empty day, Leave with me like wild flowers, On these lawns, concrete spaces and graves, Here lies my broken family, Together again, It’s funny how short life is, At the Rose Hills in the end, Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust, Rose Hills Necropolis

Music and lyrics by Amadeus, October 20, 2012. I wished I was a real boy, And when my dream came true, I wished I had a real life, And it wasn't lived for you, In the belly, Of the whale, Ended up, In a monstrous tale! Now, I'm just a wooden boy! Now, I'm just a block head! Out here, In the world! Trying, To find my way home! I wished, I hope, I prayed, I prayed, And then one magical day, Like a fairy, an epiphany, I cut my strings away! In the belly, Of the whale, Ended up, In a monstrous tale! Now, I'm just a wooden boy! Now, I'm just a block head! Out here, In the world! Trying, To find my way home! In the belly, Of the whale, Ended up, In a monstrous tale! Mechanical, Hollywood dolls, Wandering, Prison Land halls, Soda-pop! Vender- machine, Living in a, Fantasy.