Can I have a coffee, please...
...with milk and Splenda?
- Sure. What size? - Large.
Here you go.
Can you believe I'm playing the Garden?
Are we ready? Thanks, man.
Look at that.
Sold out.
Looks like Lady Gaga.
Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God. It is. - Hey.
- Hello, Lady Gaga. - I can't believe it's you.
- Hey, nice to meet you. - Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
I love you.
Lady Gaga!
Do you know how many times I came to this arena?
And now they're opening these gates up for us.
Welcome, HBO, to the Monster Ball.
I don't know. I get, like, so...
I just get so revved up when I do these benchmark shows, you know?
Yeah.
I just don't want my fans to ever feel...
I just sometimes feel like a loser still, you know?
I know it's crazy because it's like, we're at the Garden.
But I still sometimes feel like a fucking loser kid in high school.
I'm sorry.
Don't be sorry.
I just want to be a queen for them, you know...
...and sometimes I don't feel like one.
I'm gonna marry the night
I won't give up on my life
I'm a warrior queen
Live passionately tonight
Run, run Her kiss is a vampire grin
Vampire grin Vampire grin
The moon lights her way While she's howlin' at him
Howlin' at him, howlin' at him
She looks good
But her boyfriend says She's a tramp
She's a vamp
But she still does her dance
She's a tramp She's a vamp
But she still kills the dance
Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cause when he's lookin' She falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark
Dark, dark
Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cause when he's lookin' She falls apart
Baby loves to dance The dance in the dark
In the dark
Girls, are y'all getting ready?
- Pepper? - Yeah, Posh, I'm getting ready.
Hey, Bang-Bang, are you getting ready?
Of course I'm getting ready.
Hey, Champagne, you getting ready, girl?
I'm already ready.
Well, let's hit it, honey.
Marilyn, Judy, Sylvia
Tell 'em how you feel, girls
Work your blond Benet Ramsey We'll haunt like Liberace
Find your freedom in the music
Find your Jesus Find your Kubrick
You will never fall apart
Diana, you're still in our hearts
Never let you fall apart
Together we'll dance in the dark
Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cause when he's lookin' She falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark
Baby
Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cause when he's lookin' She falls apart
Baby loves to dance The dance in the dark
In the dark
In the dark, in the dark
- Oh, no. - Posh, are we breaking down?
Oh, just give me a second.
Where's Gaga, anyway?
- And where's my lipstick? - Shut up.
Now we're never gonna make it to the Monster Ball.
Yes, you will. I'll take you there.
Rub that glitter And grease around
Rub that glitter and grease around
Grease around
Rub that glitter and grease around
Grease around
Punch it
In Brooklyn
Painted green watermelon
- That guy's ride - His ride
Is good-lookin'
Good-lookin'
He tells me
That he loves me
And even though I'm real sexy
He loves his car, car, car
He's always with his car, car, car
So I
Rub that glitter and grease around
Grease around
Rub that glitter and grease around
Grease around
Knock it, pump it, wash it, bump it
Rub that glitter and grease He loves it
He's so fine He makes her shiny
There's more glitter and grease Behind you
Rub that glitter and grease around
Grease around
Rub that glitter and grease around
Grease around
Gaga! Gaga! Gaga!
Red wine, Konvict, Ga ga
I've had a little too much, much
- All of the people start to rush - Start to rush by
How does he twist the dance?
Can't find my drink, or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone
What's goin' on on the floor?
I love this record, baby But I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool What's the name of this club?
I can't remember But it's all right, all right
- Now jump - Just dance
Gonna be okay Da-da-doo-doo
Just dance
Spin that record, babe Da-da-doo-doo
Just dance Gonna be okay
Duh-duh-duh Dance, dance, dance
Just, just
New York City!
Wish I could shut my playboy mouth
Oh, oh, oh-oh
- How'd I turn my shirt inside out? - Inside out right
Control your poison, babe Roses have thorns they say
And were all gettin' hosed tonight
Oh, oh, oh-oh
What's goin' on on the floor?
I love this record, baby But I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool What's the name of this club?
I can't remember But it's all right
- Now jump! - Just dance
Gonna be okay Da-da-doo-doo
Just dance
Spin that record, babe Da-da-doo-doo
Just dance Gonna be okay
Duh-duh-duh Dance, dance, dance
Just, just dance
Did you guys come to party tonight?
I'm gonna kick your ass, New York!
Just dance
Gonna be okay Da-da-doo-doo
Just dance
Spin that record, babe Da-da-doo-doo
Just dance Gonna be okay
Duh-duh-duh Dance, dance, dance
Just, just dance
Come on.
Half psychotic, sick-hypnotic Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick-hypnotic Got my blueprint electronic
Half psychotic, sick-hypnotic Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick-hypnotic Got my blueprint electronic
Go
Use your muscle, carve it out Work it, hustle
Oh, yeah
Don't slow, baby
Drive it, clean it, Lysol, bleed it
- Spend the last dough - I got it
- In your pocko - I got it
Just dance Gonna be okay
Jesus is from New York City.
Let's show New York how New Yorkers play guitar.
Put your paws up, jump.
- Just dance, gonna be okay - Baby
Just dance Spin that record, babe
Oh, baby, yeah
Gonna be okay
Spin that record, baby, yeah
Dance, dance
Just, just dance
Dirty, dirty rich Dirty, dirty rich, beautiful
Beautiful and dirty, dirty Rich, rich, dirty
We've got a red light Pornographic dance fight
Systematic, honey But we got no money
Our hair is perfect While we're all getting shit wrecked
It's automatic, honey But we got no money
Daddy, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, yeah We just like to party
Put your hands up now.
Bang, bang
We're beautiful and dirty rich
Dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful
Bang, bang
We're beautiful and dirty rich
Dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful
We live a cute life Sound fematic
Pants tight Tug n' plastic, honey
But we've got no money
We do the dance right
We have got it made like Ice cream topped with honey
But we've got no money
Daddy, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, yeah
Now get your guns out and shoot that money...
...because you don't need it.
Bang, bang
Shoot it.
We're beautiful and dirty rich
Get your guns out, New York, shoot it. Bang, bang.
Bang, bang
We're beautiful and dirty rich
Dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful
Bang, bang, bang
Beautiful
Dirty rich
Bang, bang, bang
Beautiful
You dirty bitch
Bang, bang
So, Gaga...
...what's the Monster Ball really, really all about?
Well...
...Victor...
...the Monster Ball...
...will set you free, New York!
You mean "I can be...
...whoever or whatever...
...that I want to be" free?
Yeah, Victor, tonight...
...in the town that gave birth to me...
...we're gonna be...
...super free little monsters!
And the best thing about the Monster Ball...
...is that I created it...
...so that my fans would have a place to go.
A place where...
...all the freaks are outside...
...and I lock the fucking doors!
It doesn't matter who you are or where you come from...
...or how much money you've got in your pocket...
...because tonight and every night after...
...you can be whoever it is that you wanna be...
...New York City!
And to get to the Monster Ball...
...to find that inner sense...
...of fame...
...all you've got to do is follow...
Yes, super fans.
- The glitter way.
Do you love me?
Because I love you, New York.
So come on, little monsters. Take my picture.
I wanna be a New York City star.
Come on, you better sing along. You know the words.
You got the fame.
I can't help myself
I'm addicted to a life of material
It's some kind of joke
I'm obsessively opposed to the typical
All we care about is
Runway models, Cadillacs And liquor bottles
Give me something, I wanna be Retro glamour
Now put your hands up with me like this:
Fame, doin' it for the fame
'Cause we wanna live the life Of the rich and famous
That's right, New York, hands up.
Fame, doin' it for the fame
'Cause we got a taste for champagne And endless fortune
Come on, Jesus.
Come a little closer.
Give me some of that challenge.
You're the most famous man in the world.
Give it up for a real superstar, Jesus Christ!
I can see myself in the movies
With my picture in the city lights
Photograph my mouth
And whatever else you'd like to shoot You decide
All we care about is
Pornographic Girls on film and body plastic
Give me something I wanna see
Television and hot blonds In odd positions
Come on, let's go.
Fame, doin' it for the fame
'Cause we wanna live
Put your hands up with me like this:
Fame, doin' it for the fame
'Cause we got a taste for champagne And endless fortune
Fame, fame, baby
You don't need to have money or plastic surgery...
...to be a New York City star.
In it for the fame, fame, baby
The fame, fame
- Don't ask me how or why - Or why
But I'm gonna make it happen this time
- My teenage dream tonight - Tonight
Yeah, gonna make it happen this time
Fame
Please watch your step.
Next stop: Glitter Way.
He can't read my poker face
Emergency.
There's something in the tracks.
I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
A love game, a love game
Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Baby, three seconds isn't enough For my heart to quit it
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much, just bust that kick
Now scream!
Let's play a love game Play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game Play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
Doin' the love game
I'm on a mission
And it involves some heavy touching Yeah
Oh, yeah
You've indicated your interest
I'm educated in sex, yes
Now I want it bad, want it bad
A love game, a love game
Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Baby, three seconds isn't enough For my heart to quit it
Put your hands up.
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
Hands up.
We've only got one more night together...
...Madison Square Garden, so you better dance!
Let's play a love game Play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game Play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
Doin' the love game
I can see you staring there From across the block
With a smile on your mouth And your hand on your...
The story of us It always starts the same
With a boy and a girl and a... And a game
Scream.
A game
Louder.
A game
A game, a love game
Come on, let's go.
Let's play a love game Play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game Play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
Doin' the love game
Let's, let's, let's
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride
Let's go.
Let's, let's, let's
Let's have some fun
Okay, New York.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Are you all standing up?
I don't know if you've heard...
...but I have a pretty tremendous dick.
So come on...
Disco, disco, disco
...get your dicks out.
Because I know they've got some pretty big cock here in New York City.
Welcome to the Monster Ball.
Now dance, you motherfuckers!
Put your paws up. Now jump.
My...
...name...
...is...
...Lady Gaga!
And welcome...
...to the last...
...of five shows...
...at Madison Square Garden.
I feel so blessed.
You have no idea.
I grew up 2O blocks from here...
...and I watched every name go up on that marquee...
...year after year, month after month.
And I used to dream that one day I'd see my name in lights.
So thank you so much.
Thank you for buying a ticket to see my show.
And for those of you who didn't pay for your tickets...
...I want my money back.
I'm just kidding.
You know, I didn't used to be brave.
In fact, I wasn't very brave at all.
But you have made me brave, little monsters.
And New York made me brave.
So now...
...l'm gonna be brave for you.
Tonight I want you to forget all of your insecurities.
I want you to reject anyone or anything...
...that's ever made you feel like you don't belong or don't fit in.
Or made you feel like you're not good enough...
...or pretty enough, or thin enough.
Or can't sing well enough, or dance well enough...
...or write a song well enough.
Or like you'll never win a Grammy.
Or you'll never sell out Madison Square Garden!
You just remember that you're a goddamn superstar!
And you were born this way!
May tonight be your liberation of all those things.
Because I used to pick up my leather boots...
...on that street...
...and I would go down the stairs...
...to the 9 Train.
And I'd take the 9 Train downtown.
And then I'd get on the L Train to go across town.
And I'd go to dance class.
And I would pray, and I would dream...
...that someday, one person would believe in me.
So when you leave here tonight...
...know that at least one person believes in you.
Hello, purple unicorn.
That is the most fabulous gay unicorn that I have ever seen.
He has a rainbow horn. He's purple.
He has neon hooves. That's very exciting.
The only thing better than a unicorn is a gay unicorn.
Oh, you know what that means.
All the New York gays Came out to play
And some came from New Jersey
But we don't care 'Cause it's all the same
And we were born this way
Yeah!
I don't know what I'm gonna do with all of you.
You see, I told my friends about the Monster Ball.
I told them that the Monster Ball would set them free.
So we got into my car...
...but my car broke down in Brooklyn.
So then we got onto the subway...
...onto the F Train...
...which always gets me where I need to go.
But the subway's left us off in this very strange place.
And I just have no fucking clue where we are.
You think I should ask my friends for some help?
You know, my deepest and most loyal friends?
You know...
...all my New York and tristate-area gays?
This one's for the boys and the girls tonight.
Celebrate your gay pride.
Hey there, sugar baby Saw you twice at the pop show
You taste just like glitter Mixed with rock 'n' roll
I like you a lot, lot Think you're really hot, hot
I know you think you're special When we dance real crazy
Glamaphonic, electronic, disco, baby
I like you a lot, lot All we want is hot, hot
Now jump.
Boys, boys, boys We like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys Buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys With hairspray and denim
Boys, boys, boys We love them, we love them
Now, I don't care if you're gay, straight, bi, transgender, transsexual...
...put your hands up.
Baby is a bad boy With some retro sneakers
Let's see Lady Starlight And make out in the bleachers
I like you a lot, lot Think you're really hot, hot
Let's go to the party Heard our buddy's the DJ
Don't forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray
I like you a lot, lot All we want is hot, hot
Now jump.
Boys, boys, boys We like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys Buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys With hairspray and denim
Boys, boys, boys We love them, we love them
Boys, boys, boys We like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys Buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys With hairspray and denim
Boys, boys, boys We love them, we love them
I'm not loose, I like to party Let's get lost in your Ferrari
Not psychotic or dramatic I like boys and that is that
Love it when you call me legs
In the morning buy me eggs
Watch your heart when we're together
Boys like you love me forever
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Boys, boys, boys
We love them, we love them
Boys, boys, boys We like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys Buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys With hairspray and denim
Boys, boys, boys We love them, we love them
Does anybody know what I really, really hate?
I hate money.
It's hot as hell in here, New York.
But nobody can ever make me take off my leather.
I'm just a bad kid.
I don't want your money.
I want your soul, honey.
Damn, I love the Jag The jet and the mansion
Sing it Oh, yeah
And I enjoy the gifts And trips to the islands
Oh, yeah
It's good to live expensive You know it
But my knees get weak Intensive
Hands up.
When you give me kisses That's money, honey
When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey
When you touch me, it's so delicious That's money, honey
Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey
Kisses That's M-O-N-E-Y
So sexy, I
How are you doing tonight?
This is so crazy for me, just completely psycho.
I used to sit usually in the bleachers, you know, in the back.
And I would sit with my mom, you know, who would take me to see shows.
And I'd watch some other bitch sing and dance on the stage all night...
...that I wanted to be.
And I would say, "I wish I was that bitch on that stage."
So just so you know...
...someday you'll be up here instead of me...
...and I'll be sitting in the back cheering all you guys on.
Hello?
Beyoncé?
She's always interrupting the middle of my show.
Hello, hello, baby, you called? I can't hear a thing
I have got no service In the club, you see, you see
What did you say, huh? You're breakin' up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you I'm kind of busy
Kind of busy, kind of busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you I'm kind of busy
Just a second It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you With a drink in my hand, yeah
You should've made some plans with me You knew that I was free
And now you won't stop calling me I'm kind of busy
Come on.
Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart On the dance floor
Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart On the dance floor
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephoning me
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephoning me
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Can call all you want But there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach My telephone
'Cause I'm in the club And I'm sippin' that bub
And you're not gonna Reach my telephone
Can call all you want But there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach My telephone
Out in the club And I'm sippin' that bub
And you're not gonna reach My telephone
Come on, sing Beyoncé's part.
Won't make me leave no faster Put my coat on faster
Leave my girls no faster
I should have left my phone at home 'Cause this is a disaster
Calling like a collector Sorry, I cannot answer
Not that I don't like you I'm just at a party
And I am sick and tired Of my phone ringin'
I like your jacket.
- In Grand Central Station
Put your cell phones away. And put your hands up.
Because this is only gonna happen once.
Free your mind and your spirit.
We were born this way.
Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart On the dance floor
Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart On the dance floor
Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart On the dance floor
Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart On the dance floor
- Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh - Stop telephoning me
Stop telephoning me
- Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh - I'm kind of busy
I'm busy
All right, put your hands up.
Stop telephoning me
Now, let's break the floors, New York.
Can call all you want But there's no one home
You're not gonna reach My telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club And I'm sippin' that bub
You're not gonna reach My telephone
Call all you want But there's no one home
You're not gonna reach My telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club And I'm sippin' that bub
And you're not gonna reach My telephone
My telephone, my telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club And I'm sippin' that bub
And you're not gonna reach My telephone
My telephone, my telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club And I'm sippin' that bub
And you're not gonna reach My telephone
I just want to say thank you to all of you for being here tonight...
...because HBO is filming for our HBO special.
And it's just this really amazing night for all of us.
And I'm so happy. I can't even begin to tell you...
...how grateful I am that you're all here.
And it's really funny...
...because my favorite thing about the Monster Ball...
...is that everybody gets really drunk...
...and vomits on each other and has a good time.
So you don't know this...
...but in between the sets when the videos are playing...
...I can actually see you from backstage.
And I see everybody running to go get drinks really quickly.
I'm always laughing because I think, "These drunk assholes.
That's all they wanna do, is drink and have a good time."
So in light of watching all of you have a good time...
...I would like to dedicate this song to all the drunk assholes in my life.
This is called "Speechless."
Oh, I
I can't believe what you said to me
Last night we were alone
You threw your hands up
Baby, you gave up, you gave up
I can't believe how you looked at me
With your James Dean glossy eyes
Oh, in your tight jeans with your long hair
And your cigarette-stained lies
Could we fix you if you broke?
Was your punch line just a joke?
I'll never talk again
Oh, boy, you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless So speechless
And I'll never love again
Oh, friends, you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless So speechless
And my make...
Every night, this fucking makeup falls off right at that same lyric.
Shit.
And on another note...
...not to blow up too many people's spots tonight, but Liza Minnelli is here.
I thought you all might want to stand up for her...
...because, you know, it is Liza.
And Marisa Tomei is here tonight.
And I usually would never tell you guys who's here tonight...
...but the reason I'm telling you...
...is because these two women influenced me so much...
...when I was in theater school.
Because I went to Tisch, you know, at NYU.
And what used to happen was the teachers would go:
"Well, your voice is too pop.
And when you sing pop music, your voice is too theater.
And, you know...
...you're never gonna play the heroine.
And you're never gonna play the blond, you know.
You're never gonna play the ingénue.
You'll never be the main character.
You're never gonna be the star.
Because you have dark hair and you're too ethnic."
So I used to say:
"Well, what about Liza?"
And then I'd get to acting class...
...and they'd always pull out a script for me...
...that Marisa had played in a movie...
And they'd say, "You'll play these kinds of...
These kinds of really ballsy women roles."
And you know what? There's never a role other than that...
...that I'm ever gonna wanna play.
So thank you, Marisa, for always playing that role for us.
After all the drinks
And the bars that we've been to
Would you give it all up?
Could I give it all up for you?
After all the boys and the girls That we've been through
Would you give it all up?
I've never given up
If I promise, boy, to you
Well, I'll never talk again, no
Oh, I'll never love again
Oh, I'll never write a song
Won't even sing along
Why you so speechless?
Speechless
So thank you for giving me...
...two bad bitches to look up to.
So speechless, baby
All right, you wanna hear a new one?
This is from my new album, Born This Way.
This is called "Yoü and I."
It's been a long time Since I came around
Been a long time But I'm back in town
And this time I'm not leaving without you
You taste like whiskey When you kiss me, oh
I'd give anything again To be your baby doll
This time I'm not leaving without you
He says sit back down Where you belong
In the corner of my bar With your high heels on
Sit back down on the couch Where we made love the first time
And you said to me
Something, something about This place
Something about lonely nights And my lipstick on your face
Something, something about My cool Nebraska guy
Yeah, something about, baby, you and I
It's been two years Since I let you go
Couldn't listen to a joke Or rock 'n' roll
Muscle cars drove a truck Right through my heart
On my birthday you sang me "A Heart of Gold"
With the guitar humming In overload
This time I'm not leaving Without you
Oh, oh
Sit back down Where you belong
In the corner of a bar With your high heels on
Sit back down on the couch Where we made love the first time
And you said to me
There's something Something about this place
Something about lonely nights And my lipstick on your face
Something, something about My cool Nebraska guy
Yeah, something about New York, you and I
Put your hands up.
You and I
You, you and I
You and I
You, you and I
New York City!
I'd rather die
Without you and I
Come on!
I'm gonna still play this piano with my long-ass New York nails.
There's something
Something about
This place
Something about
New York nights
And the lipstick On little monsters' faces
Something
Something about
My cool New York guy
Yeah, something about
Manhattan
Brooklyn
Queens
The Bronx
Staten Island
The Palisades, Long Island
You and I
You, you and I
New York City, I'd rather die
Without you and I
You and I
You, you and I
I miss your hot dogs
I miss the subway I miss the people
I miss everything about you, goddamn it
You and I
You, you and I
Put your hands up.
You and I
New York, New York New York, New York
New York
I'd rather die
Without you and I
It's been a long time Since I came around
Been a long time But I'm back in town
And this time
I'm not leaving
Without
You
Oh!
And so as my friends and I traveled...
...further and further down the Glitter Way...
...we ran into a magical angel with a beautiful black harp.
And she said that she knew just the music to play...
...to get us closer and closer to the Monster Ball...
...at Madison Square Garden.
Oh, what's that thing?
What's that thing?
Way up in the sky?
It's very beautiful but very strange.
Is that a rainbow?
No, it can't be.
Little monsters, it's a twister.
Monsters...
...you make me so happy I could die.
Eh-eh, eh-eh Ye-ha, ye-ha
Eh-eh, eh-eh Aha, aha
Eh-eh, eh-eh Ye-ha, ye-ha
Eh-eh, eh-eh Aha, aha
I love that lavender blond
The way she moves The way she walks
I touch myself, can't get enough
And in the silence of the night
Through all the tears And all the lies
I touch myself and it's all right
Just give in
Don't give up, baby
Open up your heart And your mind to me
- Just - Just
- Know when - Know when
That glass is empty
That the world is gonna bend, yeah
Happy in the club With a bottle of red wine
Stars in our eyes 'Cause we're having a good time
Eh-eh, eh-eh
So happy I could die
Be your best friend Yeah, I'll love you forever
Up in the clouds We'll be higher than ever
Eh-eh, eh-eh
So happy I could die And it's all right
I like your "Born This Way" jackets.
Those are very nice.
I can see you all from up here at the same time.
Put your hands up.
Let's all enjoy this moment together. Bounce with me.
Happy in the club With a bottle of red wine
Stars in our eyes 'Cause we're having a good time
Eh-eh, eh-eh
So happy I could die
Be your best friend Yeah, I'll love you forever
Up in the clouds We'll be higher than ever
Eh-eh, eh-eh
So happy I could die And it's all right
Happy in the club With a bottle of red wine
Stars in our eyes 'Cause we're having a good time
Eh-eh, eh-eh
So happy I could die
Be your best friend Yeah, I'll love you forever
Up in the clouds We'll be higher than ever
Eh-eh, eh-eh
So happy I could die And it's all right
Oh, no...
...the twister.
It's left my friends and I off in a very strange place.
A deep, dark and evil place.
In the deepest, darkest part...
...of Central Park.
Put your paws up.
Yeah
Dancing, yeah
Yeah
Dancing
Put your paws up.
Yeah
Dancing
Put your paws up.
Don't call me GaGa
I've never seen one like that before
Don't look at me like that
You amaze me
He ate my heart He ate my heart
You little monster
He ate my heart He ate my heart out
You amaze me
He ate my heart He ate my heart
He ate my heart out
Look at him, look at me
That boy is bad, and honestly
He's a wolf in disguise
But I can't stop staring in those evil eyes
Evil eyes, evil
I asked my girlfriend If she'd seen you around before
She mumbled something While we got down on the floor
We might've fucked Not really sure
Don't quite recall
But something tells me That I've seen him before
Put your hands up.
That boy is a monster Monster
That boy is a monster
- He ate my heart - I love that girl
He ate my heart
Wanna talk to her She's hot as hell
- He ate my heart - I love that girl
He ate my heart
Wanna talk to her She's hot as hell
He licked his lips Said to me
"Girl, you look Good enough to eat"
Put his arms around me
Said, "Boy, now get your paws Right off of me"
I asked my girlfriend If she'd seen you around before
She mumbled something While we got down on the floor
We might've fucked Not really sure
Don't quite recall
But something tells me That I've seen him here before
Put your paws up.
That boy is a monster Monster
That boy is a monster
- He ate my heart - I love that girl
He ate my heart
Wanna talk to her She's hot as hell
- He ate my heart - I love that girl
He ate my heart
Wanna talk to her She's hot as hell
He ate my heart He ate my heart
Instead he's the monster in my bed
He ate my heart He ate my heart
Instead he's the monster in my bed
I wanna just dance But he took me home instead
There was a monster in my bed
We French kissed On a subway train
He tore my clothes right off
He ate my heart And then he ate my brain
I love that girl
Wanna talk to her She's hot as hell
He ate my heart He ate my heart
Wanna talk to her She's hot as hell
That boy, that boy
That boy, that boy, that boy
That boy is a monster Monster
Could I love him?
Put your paws up, New York.
Could I love him?
Do you think I'm sexy?
Because I think you're sexy.
I used to get bullied a lot in high school...
...by these really awful, mean girls...
...who weighed about 3O pounds less than I did.
And it used to make me feel really bad about myself.
But I'm here to tell you...
...that someday you'll have...
...a stage upon which to stand and sing and dance...
...in front of all those who bullied you before.
Do you feel sexy?
You know, I'm kind of like Tinker Bell.
You know how Tinker Bell will die if you don't clap for her?
Do you want me to die?
Scream for me!
Some people would like me to die.
But I'm not going anywhere.
Does anyone know what I hate almost as much as I hate money?
- Truth! - The truth!
Yes, I hate the truth.
The French call it "la vérité."
In fact, I hate the truth so much...
...l'd prefer a giant dose of bullshit any day over the truth.
So, mes petits monstres...
Show me your teeth
Don't be scared
I've done this before
Show me your teeth
Let me see your teeth
Show me your teeth
- Don't want no money - Want your money
That shit is ugly
- Just want your sex - Want your sex
Get on your feet!
- Take a bite of my bad girl meat - Bad girl meat
- Stand up - Take a bite of me
- Show me your teeth - Let me see your mean
- Got no direction - No direction
I need direction
Just got my vamp Got my vamp
- Take a bite of my bad girl meat - Bad girl meat
Take a bite of me, boy
- Show me your teeth - The truth is sexy
Show me your teeth
Tell me something that'll save me
- I need a man who makes me all right - A man who makes me all right
Tell me something that'll change me
I'm gonna love you With my hands tied
- Show me your teeth - Just tell me when
- Show me your teeth - Open your mouth, boy
- Show me your teeth - Show me what you got
Show me your teeth
- Got no salvation - No salvation
Got no salvation
I got no religion
Thank you.
My religion is you
- Take a bite of my bad girl meat - Bad girl meat
Oh! Show me your teeth
Show me your teeth
- Got my addictions - My addictions
- And I love to fix 'em - And I love to fix 'em
No one's perfect
Take a bite of my bad girl...
Get up, dance.
- Show me your teeth - Show me your teeth
Tell me something that'll save me
- I need a man who makes me all right - A man who makes me all right
Tell me something that'll change me
I'm gonna love you With my hands tied
- Show me your teeth - Just tell me when
- Show me your teeth - Open your mouth, boy
Show me your teeth Show me what you got
Show me your teeth, teeth Teeth, teeth
Show me your teeth
Come on, New York.
My religion is you
- Get on your feet! - My religion is you
Let's go.
Hello, lady bunny.
I see you from all the way over here.
You better work that weave, girl, just like I am.
I paid for it.
Help, need a man Now show me your fangs
Come on, Montana.
Now show me your fangs
Some people would say that Montana is not a religious woman.
But we think my finding a man is a damn religion.
Save me
- I need a man who makes me all right - A man who makes me all right
Tell me something that'll change me
I'm gonna love you With my hands
- Show me your teeth - Just tell me when
- Show me your teeth - Open your mouth, boy
Show me your teeth Show me what you got
Show me your teeth, teeth Teeth, teeth
Show me your teeth
Some people say that I'm not a religious woman.
So come on, New York, let's go to church.
Show me your teeth
- Show me your teeth - Show me your teeth
Show me your teeth
Show me your teeth, teeth Teeth, teeth
- Show me your teeth - Show me your teeth
Show me your teeth
Teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth
Spanky...
...all the way from the Church of Philadelphia...
Show me your teeth
Just in case any of you were wondering...
...if I ever lip-synch during my shows...
...the answer is no.
I never lip-synch.
I never have lip-synched. And I never will.
And as long as you're paying money to buy a ticket to see my show...
...l'm not gonna waste your goddamn time...
...watching some bitch lip-synch her way through an HBO special.
Show me your teeth Teeth
Especially not while Liza's watching.
Show me your teeth Teeth, teeth
Teeth
Jesus
Jesus, are you listenin'?
Jesus over there in heaven
Jesus, I'm confused.
Jesus, some people say that you only love a certain kind of person...
...with certain kind of beliefs or background or sexual orientation.
But, Jesus, you have blessed me.
And every night, myself and the entire House of Gaga...
...bleed to death in front of 24,OOO people...
...talking about love and unity.
So I'm quite certain that Jesus must love everybody!
Jesus loves...
...everybody.
Show me your teeth
Teeth, teeth
Teeth
You are such an asshole.
You know that?
You are such an asshole on that instrument.
You are so goddamn disrespectful on that guitar.
Who taught you to play guitar like that, Jesus?
Show me your teeth Teeth, teeth
Teeth
Everybody, this is Michael.
Michael's from Germany.
You're so cute.
That's so nice.
I like Michael...
...because Michael likes girls from New York.
I also like Michael...
...because Michael likes boys from New York.
Just like Jesus, Michael loves everybody.
So come on, Kern.
Kern's a bad bass player.
And I told them last night when they came to see my show...
...I said when l...
When I auditioned my band, I closed my eyes.
I didn't look at them when they came in. I closed my eyes.
I said, "I don't want to know what they look like.
I wanna hear how they feel."
And when I heard this man play the bass...
...I knew it was his destiny.
Show me your teeth
Michael.
I don't care who you are
Or what you believe
All I care about is How you feel about me
Show me your teeth
I love you too.
Show me your teeth Teeth, teeth
Teeth
There it is.
The eternal fountain.
The only fountain in the world that bleeds for you.
Because my religion is you, little monsters.
And tonight...
...like every night...
...my religion is New York.
Alejandro
I know that we are young And I know that you may love me
But I just can't be with you Like this anymore, Alejandro
I can't live without you
I can't breathe without you
Without you I have nothing
Yeah, right.
Sing for me. Let me hear how strong you are.
- She's got both hands - Both hands
- In her pocket - In her pocket
- And she won't look at you - Won't look at you
- She hides true love - True love
She's got a halo around her finger Around you
You know that I love you, boy
Hot like Mexico Rejoice
At this point I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Roberto
Hands up.
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro Ale-Alejandro
Stop, please Just let me go
Alejandro Just let me go
She's not broken She's just a baby
But her boyfriend's like her dad Just like her dad
And all those flames that Burned before him
Now he's gotta firefight Gotta cool the bad
You know that I love you, boy
Hot like Mexico Rejoice
At this point I've gotta choose
Put your hands up.
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro Ale-Alejandro
Don't bother me Don't bother me
Don't call my name Don't call my name
I'm not your babe I'm not your babe
Don't wanna kiss Don't wanna touch
Fernando
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name Don't call my name
Now put your hands up for equality.
Alejandro, Alejandro
Because we all love and we all fight the same.
Ale-Alejandro Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro Ale-Alejandro
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro
Do you hear that?
This is the record that changed my life.
Just like you.
Now dance.
I wanna hold 'em Like they do in Texas plays
Fold 'em, let 'em hit me Raise it, baby, stay with me
I love it
Love Game intuition Play the cards with spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart
I'll get him hot Show him what I've got
I'll get him hot Show him what l...
Now jump.
Can't read my Can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
She's got me like nobody
Can't read my Can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
- She's got me like nobody - Now scream.
Poker face, poker face
I wanna roll with him A hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun When you're with me
I love it
Russian roulette Is not the same without a gun
And, baby, when it's love If it's not rough, it isn't fun, fun
I'll get him hot Show him what I've got
I'll get him hot Show him what l...
Come on.
Can't read my Can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
She's got me like nobody
Can't read my Can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
- She's got me like nobody - Now scream!
Poker face, poker face
I won't tell you that I love you Kiss or hug you
'Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin
I'm not lying, I'm just stunnin' With my love glue gunnin'
Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank Before I pay you out
I promise this Promise this
Check this hand 'Cause I'm marvelous
Can't read my Can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
- She's got me like nobody - Jump!
Can't read my Can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
She's got me like nobody
Can't read my Can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
She's got me like nobody
Can't read my Can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
She's got me like nobody
Yeah!
Come on, make me sweat.
You guys...
...I think that the Monster Ball is just up ahead...
...maybe on the right?
Are you sure, Gaga? It doesn't look too good.
- Lan. - Yeah?
I can't see you. Champagne?
I'm here, Gaga, but I don't think we should go anymore.
It's so dark out here.
Oh, come on, you guys. We can't give up now.
The Monster Ball is the greatest party on the planet.
And tonight it's at Madison Square Garden.
I'm scared.
I think it's just up ahead.
It's just so dark I can't see.
You know, I think I'm just gonna go.
- What? - Lan, come on.
Oh, come on, lan, you wouldn't leave me, would you?
Gaga, you know I love you, but you're going too far.
- You're going too far, Gaga. - What?
You can't leave me here by myself. It's dark. I can't see.
Even if the whole world turns their back on you...
...you always have yourself.
No!
It's the monster.
It's the fame monster.
We are the crowd
We're comin' out
Got my flash on, it's true Need that picture of you
It so magical
We'd be so fantastical
Leather and jeans
Garage glamorous
Not sure what it means
But this photo of us
It don't have a price
Ready for those flashing lights
I recognize all of you. Sing it.
I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me
Papa-paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar
You know that I'll be Your papa-paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous Chase you down until you love me
Papa-paparazzi
Thank you so much for being so brave.
You look so amazing.
Now help me kill him. Get your cameras out.
Take that monster's picture.
I'll be your girl Backstage at your show
Velvet ropes and guitars Yeah, 'cause you're my rock star
In between the sets Eyeliner and cigarettes
Oh, no, he's taking off my clothes.
Shadow is burnt Yellow dance and we turn
My lashes are dry Purple teardrops I cry
It don't have a price Loving you is my cherry pie
'Cause you know that, baby, I
I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me
Papa-paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar
You know that I'll be Your papa-paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Just eat me already.
Baby, you'll be famous Chase you down until you love me
Papa-paparazzi
Real good We dance in the studio
Snap, snap To that shit on the radio
Don't stop for anyone
We're plastic but we still have fun
I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me
Papa-paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar
You know that I'll be Your papa-paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
Monsters, if we stick together, we can do anything.
Baby, you'll be famous
And when they ask you:
"How was Gaga at the Monster Ball...
...at Madison Square Garden?"
You tell them:
"She burned the place...
We burned that place to the fucking ground!"
We did it.
We killed him.
Now let's get out of here.
Let's go to the Monster Ball.
Good night.
Good night, monsters.
Friends, be yourself.
Love who you are.
Be proud.
And never give up on your dreams.
Because you were born this way, baby.
Caught in a bad romance
We did it.
Caught in a bad romance
We did it, monsters.
We made it to the Monster Ball.
We made it to Madison Square Garden in New York City.
Did you have the time of your life?
Do you feel free, monster?
Want your bad romance
Dance!
Want your bad romance
I want your ugly I want your disease
I want your everything As long as it's free
I want your love
Love, love, love
I want your love
I want your drama The touch of your hand
I want your leather-studded kiss In the sand
I want your love
Love, love, love
I want your love
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
- I want it bad, your bad romance - Sing it!
I want your love And I want your revenge
You and me could write A bad romance
I want your love And all your lover's revenge
You and me could write A bad romance
Sing it.
Caught in a bad romance
Want your bad romance
I want your horror I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal As long as you're mine
I want your love
Love, love, love
I want your love
I want your psycho Your vertical stick, hey
Want you in my rear window Baby, you're sick
I want your love
Love, love, love
- I want your love - Love, love, love
- I want your love - Put your paws up
You know that I want you
'Cause I'm a free bitch, baby
I want your bad
- Your bad romance - Jump!
I want your love And I want your revenge
You and me could write A bad romance
I want your love And all your lover's revenge
You and me could write A bad romance
Sing it!
Caught in a bad romance
Want your bad romance
Okay, you better not leave when this song is over.
Because there might be just one more surprise. Paws up!
Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work it, move that bitch, crazy
Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work it, move that bitch, crazy
Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work it, move that bitch, crazy
Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work it, I'm a free bitch, baby
I want your love And I want your revenge
I want your love I don't wanna be friends
Caught in a bad romance
I don't wanna be friends
Want your bad romance
Now jump.
Want your bad romance
I want your love And I want your revenge
You and me could write A bad romance
I want your love And all your lover's revenge
You and me could write A bad romance
Jump, New York. I love you.
Want your bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Want your bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Want your bad romance
If you scream really loud...
...I might just do one more.
I could just do one more.
Want your bad romance
It doesn't matter if you love him
Or capital H-l-M
Just put your paws up
'Cause you were born this way, baby
My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair And put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
There's nothing wrong With loving who you are
She said 'Cause he made you perfect, babe
So hold your head up, girl And you'll go far
Listen to me when I say
Come on.
I'm beautiful in my way 'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
- Baby, I was born this way - Born this way
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be
Give yourself prudence And love your friends
So we can rejoice your truth
In the religion of the insecure I must be myself, respect my youth
A different lover is not a sin
Believe capital H-l-M
Hey, hey, hey
I love my life I love this record and
Mi amore vole fe yah
Come on, jump!
I'm beautiful in my way 'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
- Baby, I was born this way - Born this way
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
Don't be
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're Lebanese, you're Orient
Whether life's disabilities Left you outcast, bullied or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause, baby, you were born this way
No matter
Gay, straight or bi Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to survive
Survive
Come on.
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
Jump with me.
There ain't no other way
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
- I was born this way - Hey, I was born this way, hey
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
I was born this way, hey I was born this way, hey
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way, hey
Same DNA
I'm born this way
Same DNA
I'm born this way
Wow, that's how you leave the fucking Garden.
That's how you leave the Garden.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- That's how you leave the Garden. - Look at my dad.
But you'll be right back though.
Some little girl gave it to me.
Oh, thanks, Dad.
Now it's time to do what real rock stars do:
Go to sleep.
My mama told me When I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair And put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
There's nothing wrong With loving who you are
She said 'Cause he made you perfect, babe
So hold your head up, girl And you'll go far
Listen to me when I say
I'm beautiful in my way 'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
- Baby, I was born this way - Born this way
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
Give yourself prudence And love your friends
So we can rejoice your truth
In the religion of the insecure I must be myself, respect my youth
A different lover is not a sin Believe capital H-l-M
Hey, hey, hey
I love my life I love this record and
I'm beautiful in my way 'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
Born this way
There ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
No matter gay, straight or bi Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track, baby I was born to survive
No matter black, white or beige Chola or Orient-made
I'm on the right track, baby I was born to be brave