Party of the First Part

Oh, I don�t know, can�t we wait for dad?

No, I didn�t mean that, wait
Oh, sure, I�ll be back next year come on, Wease
According to our contract, at precisely midnight
Yeah, but where do I go from here?

I want to be a star, of please
Beelzebub, president
Agrees to render up her soul now and forever more
Hmm, no fooling
The interview circus is so absurd, and so silly

Fantastic, different

Well, I feel like being a big star is really great, you know
This is the biggest thing ever to hit rock

Write! Where�s the ink?
I�ve been waiting, now it�s my turn, no
She can�t be bothered kid, she�s got an interview
The party of the first part, that�s you
I like your style, too bad you�re not a singer
Oh, that�s nice
To the party of the second part, that�s me
Fame, fortune, fans, gold records, concerts
No, no listen
World tours, your name in lights
We always use blood, it�s more permanent

Oh, but I am, I am a singer
Just our standard contract, nothing fancy
You�re at the top now, sweetie
Don�t worry, I want you, we have a bargain

What about a band? I know a drummer
Next year? Oh wait, wait, stop I�ll sign
Take your time, read it all
It�s like, fabulous lonely, too, sometimes
Devil may care music production
How do you feel about your sudden success?
At the moment of her greatest triumph
You�ve talked me into it contract
Oh, I give up, can I trust you? Okay, I�ll sign