Tantrum

What a magical world ball!
Candles flicker in the hall
Party of the century
Anticipation takes its tall
I am entering the ballroom
I have walked a thousand miles
Shiny shoes and lightweight skirts
Should part when I arrive

Aristocracy
Petty bourgeoisie
His majesty
Squeaks in agony

Aristocracy
And petty-bourgeoisie
Rustling in tense commotion
His majesty
Squeaks in agony
As I show my motion

My rules are mine
I'll show you how it's done

My dance makes chandeliers shake
The song I scream makes ladies faint
Floorboards creak, midst the elegance chaos speaks

Aristocracy
Petty bourgeoisie
His majesty
Squeaks in agony

Aristocracy
And petty-bourgeoisie
Yeah. Rustling in commotion
His majesty
Squeaks in agony
As I show my motion

My rules are mine
I'll show you how it's done
My rules are mine
I'll show you how it's done

It's avant-garde against extravagant
It's a new term in the canons of taste
It's a beauty mark, a bold beauty mark
On the personal freedom's face

My voice drowns out the orchestra sound
I cancel minuets, I turn you upside down
Such a loud premier will never happen again
Do not send me invitations anymore