Rufus Wainwright

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Rules And Regulations

It must be hard, y’know, being named after a dog. And other stuff too, going on the lyrics contained within “Rules And Regulations”. “I will never be as cute as you/According to the board of human relations”, trills Rufus, with such dramatic sadness that one can quite easily picture tears the size of freak hailstones bulging from his eyes and bursting like watery

crystal balls on the floor.


Mariachi horns parp their bittersweet hello, a flute weaves its lonely path from here to there, Rufus gazes into a mirror and secretly feels quite pleased with himself. You are such a cad, Rufus.