Original subtitles

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, wah-ahhh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, wah-ahhh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, wah-ahhh ♪

♪ Why the long face? ♪

♪ My pretty baby ♪

♪ I've got long fangs ♪

♪ Come appraise me ♪

♪ Bring your long stakes ♪

♪ That doesn't phase me ♪

♪ I'm an actor ♪

♪ In my makeup ♪

♪ I get fatter ♪

♪ When we break up

♪ Why does it matter ♪

♪ Who I take up? ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, wah-ahhh ♪

♪ Another face, another year ♪

♪ Another place, another tear ♪

♪ Pick up the pace, rack up the fears ♪

♪ Now we're having f-u-u-u-un ♪

♪ Now we're having f-u-u-u-u-u-u-un ♪

♪ Oh! ♪

♪ I'm piano and you're forte

♪ I'm allegro, you're andante

♪ We're bolèro, prostitu ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, wah-ahhh ♪

♪ Another taste, another year

♪ Another place, another tear ♪

♪ Another chase, another sneer ♪

♪ Without a trace, you disappear ♪

♪ Pick up the pace, pack up the gear ♪

♪ Gimme some face, a souvenir ♪

♪ Here comes the gays, here comes the fear ♪

♪ Now we're having f-u-u-u-un ♪

♪ Now we're having f-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-un ♪

♪ Oooooh ♪

♪ Ah, ah

♪ Ooooooh ♪

♪ Ah, ah ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, we're comin' ♪

♪ Yeah, we're comin' ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, we're comin' ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, we're comin' ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, we're comin'

♪ And now I'm comin' for you ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah

♪ Oh, yeah, oh, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Hoo! ♪

♪ Ooh, I can be a real mother fucker ♪

♪ I'm a mess, yeah, I'm a lot ♪

♪ Sometimes a monster, just like my father ♪

♪ A nasty temper, yeah, I run hot ♪

♪ Oh! Liar, liar, your skin's on fire ♪

♪ How can I love you, if you don't love yourself? ♪

♪ I never meant to hurt you ♪

♪ Oh, maybe a little

♪ I think you wanted me to be someone else ♪

♪ But who's the villain sneaking up from behind ♪

♪ With a knife in his hand and a mouthful of lies? ♪

♪ Oh, oh-oh ♪

♪ The night's for sale ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, you sharpen your nails ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, you weep and you wail ♪

♪ Now I'm the big bad wolf in your fairy tale ♪

♪ Ooh, you love the gossip, you tattle-tattle ♪

♪ All of your stories with their tiny holes ♪

♪ Half the truth is worse than no truth at all ♪

♪ I'm an ex, not a devil here to suck out your soul, no ♪

♪ And who's the villain sneaking up from behind ♪

♪ With a knife in his hand and a mouthful of lies? ♪

♪ Oh, whoa-oh, the night's for sale ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, you sharpen your nails ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, you weep and you wail ♪

♪ Now I'm the big bad wolf in your fairy taaaale ♪

Hello, New York.

This one goes out to all my broken-hearted beasties.

Did you ever love someone who didn't love you back?

I know you know who I'm talking about, yeah?

Did you ever try to let someone back in after they come to you

with what feels like a softness in their eyes

and a grief in their heart?

The slings and arrows of your outrageous misfortune

all laid solely at my beautiful feet,

and then you find out about a book.

A salacious best-seller full of misremembered cobwebs

and fucking bullshit!

I did not write "The Wolverine Blues."

I never told you that!

And that pleated skirt

was a week-old rotten-meat shade of chartreuse,

not off-white!

And for the last time...

I was Harlequin!

Just kidding! I was Lelio!

Lelio, not Harlequin!

Armand!

Whoa-whoa, the night's for sale!

- Let's just keep going. - Whoa-whoa,

the night's for sale! - Yeah. Can we sing?

Whoa-whoa, the night's for sale.

Whoa-whoa, the night's for sale.

Whoa-whoa, the night's for sale.

Whoa-whoa, the night's for sale.

Whoa-whoa, the night's for sale.

Whoa-whoa, the night's for sale!

♪ Whoo! ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, the night's for sale ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, you sharpen your nails ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, you weep and you wail ♪

♪ Now I'm the big bad wolf in your fairy tale ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, the night's for sale ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, you sharpen your nails ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, you weep and you wail ♪

♪ Now I'm the big bad wolf, you fucking tattle-tale ♪

♪ Oh, I'm the big bad wolf ♪

♪ You really caught my eye

♪ I think you're somethin' special, babe ♪

♪ I wanna take you out tonight ♪

♪ I think we got real potential, babe ♪

♪ I got a bottle of wine ♪

♪ And yeah, that's me at your window, babe ♪

♪ We're gonna have such a God damn good time ♪

♪ I wanna hear your crescendo, babe ♪

♪ Don't let me catch you cryin' ♪

♪ Don't tell me the spell is breakin' ♪

♪ You're so perfect in the raging light ♪

♪ I know I'm hard to look at sometimes ♪

♪ But I'm here for the takin' ♪

♪ I wanna give you everything I got ♪

♪ I know you're stubborn, but you have to ask for it ♪

♪ I can tell you're everything I'm not ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm a dog and you're my brave little wolf killer ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm a dog and you're my brave little wolf killer ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm your biggest fan

♪ I came to see you every night this week ♪

♪ Yeah, you remind me of a man or two, or a few ♪

♪ I need you to need me ♪

♪ I got a bottle of wine

♪ And that's me watching as you sleep at night ♪

♪ And that's me laughing in the darkness as you dream ♪

♪ All of the desperate desires of your life ♪

♪ Don't let me catch you cryin' ♪

♪ Don't tell me the spell is breakin' ♪

♪ You're so perfect in the raging light ♪

♪ I know I'm hard to look at sometimes ♪

♪ But I'm here for the takin' ♪

♪ I wanna give you everything I got ♪

♪ I know you're stubborn, but you have to ask for it ♪

♪ I can tell you're everything I'm not ♪

♪ So I pray that your love won't last for it ♪

♪ I wanna give you everything I got ♪

♪ I know you're stubborn, but you have to ask for it ♪

♪ I can tell you're everything I'm not ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm a dog and you're my brave little wolf killer ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm a dog and you're my brave little wolf killer ♪

♪ Ahh! ♪

♪ Wolf killer, wolf killer ♪

♪ My little wolf killer ♪

♪ Drink up and dance around the fire tonight ♪

♪ Wolf killer, wolf killer

♪ Brave little wolf killer ♪

♪ Drink up and dance around the fire tonight ♪

♪ Wolf killer, wolf killer ♪

♪ My little wolf killer

♪ La da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da ♪

♪ Wolf killer, wolf killer ♪

♪ My little wolf killer ♪

♪ La da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da ♪

♪ You can't fuck away the loneliness ♪

♪ It'll wait till you're done ♪

♪ Till you come ♪

♪ Like a vampire

♪ You can't drink away the loneliness ♪

♪ It'll wait till the next day like a headache ♪

♪ Suckin' you dry ♪

♪ You can't escape this loneliness ♪

♪ It'll say, "What a mess" ♪

♪ How could anybody ever love you? ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Don't hide it away ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Don't bury those feelings

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

♪ Don't worship that grave

♪ Dug on your own

♪ Don't burn alone

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh

Ooh!

That's it!

♪ You can't scream away the loneliness ♪

♪ It'll stay to debate ♪

♪ It'll rage with a vengeance ♪

♪ You can't love away the loneliness ♪

♪ Love will fade and you stay ♪

♪ And you stay ♪

♪ And you stay

♪ And you stay with resentment ♪

♪ You can't escape this loneliness ♪

♪ It'll prey, it'll press ♪

♪ How could anybody ever love you? ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Don't hide it away ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

♪ Don't bury those feelings

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Don't worship that grave ♪

♪ Dug on your own ♪

♪ Don't burn alone

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh

Take it!

Unh!

Damn, you're hot.

Perfection!

♪ Whoa, I can feel it ♪

♪ The pull on my thread from a distant, restless hand ♪

♪ Oh, how I need it ♪

♪ Just to know that you're out there pullin' all you can ♪

♪ Show me that bitter star ♪

♪ I want it ♪

♪ Gimme that brutal love ♪

♪ I want it all

♪ I am the meteor above it ♪

♪ Writing your name in dust as I fall ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Whoa, I can feel it ♪

♪ Every atom like a planet on fire raging at the sun ♪

♪ Oh, do I need it?

♪ Fuck this crown of blood, cast it to the horizon ♪

♪ Show me that bitter star ♪

♪ I want it ♪

♪ Gimme that brutal love

♪ I want it all ♪

♪ I am the meteor above it ♪

♪ Writing your name in dust as I fall ♪

♪ Show me that bitter star ♪

♪ Gimme that brutal love ♪

♪ I want it all ♪

♪ I am the meteor colliding

♪ Writing your name in dust as I fall ♪

That's all we have time for.

But congratulations for your historical proximity...

to me.

♪ Where'd you get those fancy flowers? ♪

♪ I-I've been wastin' time

♪ Sittin' here for hours ♪

♪ Countin' down my fucked up crimes ♪

♪ Gimme a wrist, gimme a fist ♪

♪ Gimme your piss, ha! ♪

♪ Gimme a kiss, I wanna be missed ♪

♪ I want you to hiss, ah! ♪

♪ Gimme a ship on a treacherous tide ♪

♪ Gimme your hips and I'll open you wide ♪

♪ A moan and a groan and a sigh ♪

♪ Again and again and again and again ♪

♪ My head is rollin' 'round ♪

♪ Will my toesies ever touch the ground? ♪

♪ Hang every rope, burn every witch ♪

♪ But you'll never catch the butterscotch bitch ♪

♪ Yeah, da-dah, da-dah

♪ Yah-dah-dah-dah ♪

♪ Da-dah, da-dah ♪

♪ I'm a showgirl in the shower ♪

♪ A puking princess on your bathroom floor ♪

♪ A crumpled crooner past his power ♪

♪ Did I ever leave you wanting more? ♪

♪ Oh, what a drag, Lestat is a hag ♪

♪ Let's put him in drag, ha! ♪

♪ Oh, what a pity, Radio City ♪

♪ Wouldn't it be pretty? Ha! ♪

♪ Only the loneliness creeping a ten ♪

♪ A neck and a peck and I'll creep eleven ♪

♪ Pretending you actually love me again ♪

♪ Again and again and again ♪

♪ My head is rollin' around ♪

♪ Will my toesies ever touch the ground? ♪

♪ Hang every rope, burn every witch ♪

♪ But you'll never catch the butterscotch bitch ♪

♪ Yeah, da-dah, da-dah ♪

♪ Yah-dah-dah-dah ♪

♪ Da-dah, da-dah

♪ Did the flavor of my failures prove ♪

♪ Good enough to fill your gaping wound? ♪

♪ Fill the gutter ♪

♪ Brown sugar and butter ♪

♪ Built you a pyre, light it on fire ♪

♪ Burn our desires until I'm born again ♪

♪ Again and again and again and again ♪

♪ My head is rollin' 'round ♪

♪ Will my toesies ever touch the ground? ♪

♪ Hang every rope, burn every witch ♪

♪ But you'll never catch the butterscotch bitch ♪

♪ My head is rollin' 'round ♪

♪ Will my toesies ever touch the ground? ♪

♪ Hang every rope, burn every witch ♪

♪ But you'll never catch the butterscotch bitch ♪

♪ Yeah, da-dah, da-dah ♪

♪ Yah-dah-dah-dah ♪

♪ Da-dah, da-dah

Let's hear it for the band!

Matthew Santos on the keys!

Meg Toohey!

Nelly Efron on the bass!

Bobak Lotfipour on the drums!

And of course, our creator, Mr. Daniel Hart, on rhythm.

And I...

I am The Vampire Lestat!

Good night!

Did you see?

- Her. - Her.

Me?!

I'm going into my vampire dressing room now.

A little draining, both ways.

You'll have to guess who gets the fangs

and who gets the vodka bottle.

And yes, it's a vodka bottle.

Lestat! Lestat! Lestat!

Listen to tracks from "The Vampire Lestat"

wherever you stream music.

We're in New York City, at the Beacon Theatre,

ready to see Vampire Lestat,

on stage, live and in person.

Woman #2: I'm very excited.

I flew all the way from Nashville to here,

so this is something I've been looking forward to

for a while.

Woman #3: It feels like he's singing at you.

His lyrics and everything, kind of like that.

He just charms me. He's really charming.

I feel like when I look into his eyes,

I see his soul.