Malcolm McLaren – Deep in Vogue

Malcolm McLaren – Deep in Vogue lyrics

This has got to be a special tribute to the houses of New York
Le Beija, Extravaganza, Magnifique, St. Laurent, Omni, Ebony, Dupree.
In my black tights just throwing shade

Doing this dance that some queen made

I remember the first time I saw it,
Told my brother to put me up on it,
It wasn’t easy no 1, 2, 3
Took a long time to learn to feel free

But here I am Vogueing pretty
In some club deep in this city
Deep in Vogue, Deep in Vogue

Imagine runway modelling, in freeze frame

At the ball that’s what they call Vogueing
Vogueing is a challenge dance
Instead of fighting you take it out on the dance floor
10!, 10!, 10!, 10!, 10!, 10!, are there anymore!

Sometimes on a legendary night
Like the closing of the garage
When the crowd is calling down the spirits

Listen, and you will hear all the houses that walked there before’*

Deep in Vogue, Deep in Vogue
The House of Extravaganza the House of Dupree
Who the hell are they?
They’re nobody, except when they’re in that little ballroom