The Devil Wears Prada - Original Elton John Demo

The devil wears Prada The theme this year is "Sinful Figures", beauty in the beast A dialogue of diabolic dress The glamours, the lure of ancient gothic god Inspired our sartorial finesse We crafted the exhibit at the fashion underworld To set the scene for our petite soirée So this evening, let your dark side reign supreme And put your inner demons on display Let the angels keep their wings, let the virgins wear their white Saints can have their halo, you won't see them here tonight Only sinners get seen, while goodie-goodies get nada 'Cause hell is a runway where the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada Don't let Miranda spot a single pitchfork out of place Don't let her notice Jared Kushner's here The second I can leave, whoa, I'm bolting out the door But please let her invite me back next year If I can slip away before they serve the final course I'll only be ten minutes late for Nate I am just one day away from fashion week And one head call away from my goal way Let the angels keep their wings, let the puritans stay pure Little cherubs may be charming, you won't see them in couture Only sinners get seen, while goodie-goodies get nada 'Cause hell is a runway where the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada Evil has never looked so divine Or had a higher price tag So let's get wasted on unholy wine And go to hell in a chic snakeskin handbag Oh, only sinners get seen, while goodie-goodies get nada 'Cause hell is a runway where the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada Now Paris is upon us, and I'll need my strongest team And Emily's no longer on the list Miranda, wait, you mean-, I'm sorry, no, I can't Emily's your person, I insist The choice is yours, but if you don't come, I'll assume You're not ambitious here or overall And Andrea (Andrea), tell Emily before she leaves the ball That's all Let the angels keep their wings, let the virgins wear their white Nuns can have their habit, for who are you wearing tonight? Let her do the dirty deed, you really, really oughta 'Cause hell is a runway where the devil wears Prada Gonna get what you want, you gotta do what you gotta 'Cause hell is a runway where the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada The devil (the devil, yeah), the devil wears Prada