Instant Pleasure

I don't want somebody to love me

Just give me sex whenever I want it

'Cause all I ask for is instant pleasure

Instant pleasure, instant pleasure

You in the traffic for all eternity

How could that speed be where you want to be?

Said don't you really want instant pleasure

Instant pleasure, instant pleasure

Think that all these folks get laid?

Do it cause their pain is great?

What you thinkin' anyways?

If drinkin' coffee's your idea of really cool

You can't expect no crazy chick to notice you

Just sittin there dreamin' instant pleasure

Instant pleasure, instant pleasure

If you want someone a friend to be

Guess you'll have to win the lottery

But till then repeat after me

I don't want somebody to love me

Just give me sex whenever I want it

'Cause all I ask for is instant pleasure

Instant pleasure, instant pleasure

I don't want somebody to love me...

Rufus Wainwright, il a tout compris. C'est le prophete des temps modernes (dans mon univers en tout cas). A part ca il a l'air un peu effemine, malgre l'abondance capillaire sur sa poitrine. Enfin c'est pas tellement son oeuvre qui me tente, puisque je ne la connais pas, mais plutot son ideologie. De toute facon, il doit savoir quelque chose pour se retrouver dans les bras de Melissa Auf der Maur (que j'admire enormement)....