Tantrum

What a magical world ball!

Candles flicker in the hall

Party of the century

Anticipation takes its toll

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 rules are mine (Mine, 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 (Mine, 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, oh

My voice drowns out the orchestra sound

I cancel minuets, I turn you upside down

Such a loud premiere will never happen again

Do not send me invitations anymore