The Waltz est une chanson en Anglais
White tents with patio lights,
Seasonal houses with flags on the side,
It’s the Labor Day weekend with no labor of any kind.
The drinks keep the sadness at bay,
The band starts to play over spilling champagne,
And nothing gets big money dancing like sweet caroline
Crystal glasses that shatter so easily,
Brought down by the slightest observant audacity,
Placed in a dream that gets sold to humanity,
Narrowly miss the American tragedy.
Believe what they see, and try not to look.
Read the synopsis, then misquote the book.
Sailing blind in a comfort cuz everything’s fine,
You can look but don’t touch, they gatekeep the sublime.
There’s no room for you here, it’s hard work to be lucky.
Beautiful, miserable, isn’t it funny?
Sha la la la, la di da, la di da, la ti da (x2)
And the boys will walk in their suits,
With their C’s for degrees and you what to do.
“If you only worked harder, you wouldn’t be poor”, so they say.
Born on a high moral ground, history’s not their fault
Because they weren’t around.
Yelling “can’t you get over it?” from yachts on Memorial Day.
Buffets of lobster and wine,
With sertraline butter for daughters and wives.
It’s a special insanity for elite humanity,
With answers so clear but no one’s getting back to me.
Believe what they see, and try not to look.
Read the synopsis, then misquote the book.
Sailing blind in a comfort cuz everything’s fine,
You can look but don’t touch, they gatekeep the sublime.
There’s no room for you here, it’s hard work to be lucky.
Beautiful, miserable, isn’t it funny?
Sha la la la, la di da, la di da, la ti da (x2)
Yeah we all hope the worst isn't true,
But we can't just keep dancing, enjoying the view.
So turn down the music, rip off the labels,
Use what you have and make space at the table.
Believe what they see, and try not to look.
Read the synopsis, then misquote the book.
Sailing blind in a comfort cuz everything's fine,
You can look but don't touch, they gatekeep the sublime.
There's no room for you here, it's hard work to be lucky.
Beautiful, miserable, isn't it funny?
Sha la la la, la di da, la di da, la ti da (x4)