Paris Is Burning

I write to give word the war is over Send my cinders home to mother They gave me a medal for my valor 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" 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 armor 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" 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 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 --- Paris Is Burning - St. Vincent