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Red Carpet Massacre (Album Version) - Duran Duran (杜兰杜兰)
Written by：Simon Lebon/Nick Rhodes/Roger Taylor/John Taylor/Nate Hills
Dark sun rose on the ridge
Cut clear across the sky
As good a day as any to die
No reservation madam
No reason to know why
Running late stiletto heels
Try to loosen up the wheels
You spend your life in
Preparation for this day
Breathe in the air
It's loaded with fame
Check out those weapons
Sister before you hit the fray
String of pearls meet bits of gems
Enter the battle of the lenses
Red carpet massacre
Don't want to hassle you
Red carpet massacre
Death stalk paparazzi yeah
Red carpet massacre
It's going to mess with you
We're in business
You're on the hit list
There's not so many now
Still standing on their feet
Their knives are out and singing so sweet
Engage with sharper minds that
Cut you when you meet
Anyplace to mess around
When someone wants to take you down
Maybe you think you're above this
But baby we know that you love it
Baby you know where to shove it
Apply your lipstick
Fore dying in public
Red carpet massacre
Don't want to hassle you
Red carpet massacre
Death stalk paparazzi yeah
Red carpet massacre
Don't want to mess with you
Now it's time
Next in line
We're so busted
Done and dusted
