[Intro – Spoken, smoky] "Gentlemen… and those who dress like them... Your sins are safe here… but I might borrow one." [*Finger snap*. *Brass gliss*. *Guitar lick*. *Drums brush in.*] [Verse 1 – Sung, teasing] They call me Velvet when they’re dreaming, A name that slips between the seams. But I’m stitched with lace and scheming, And I cut like broken dreams. I waltz through smoke and scandal, With lips like cherry wine, A pistol in my garter, And poison in my spine. [Chorus – Full Band, sultry and punchy] Call me sugar, call me sin, But don’t you dare not let me in. Call me love or call me vice, I’ll kiss you cold, then roll the dice. Raise your glass and clutch your shame— You came to burn, so stake your name. Violet Vice, the star of night— I take your gold and haunt your light. [Verse 2 – More assertive, deeper beat] Silk corset, stitched with scars, She dances best beneath the stars. Gave my soul to the highest tease, But I bought it back with blood and knees. My laugh’s a dagger, dressed in pearls, I charm the dogs, I break the earls. Lace your sins and spin the tale— The Devil tips me on the rail. [Chorus – Brass hits sharper, drums flare] Call me murder, call me muse, The red you spill, the wine you lose. Call me song or call me storm, I kiss in fire and leave you warm. Raise your mask and drink your fate— It’s sweeter served when served too late. Violet Vice, your curtain call— I take the stage, then take it all. [Bridge – Whispered over heartbeat drums, guitar fingerpicks] One for the coin, two for the crown, Three for the bastard who burned this town. I sang him to sleep with a .45 sigh, Then danced in his ashes under velvet sky... [Final Chorus – Dramatic, breathless crescendo] Call me raven, call me red, I bloom in blood and silken thread. Call me queen or call me crook, I write my gospel in your book. Raise the roof and dim the light— The night is mine, the price is right. Violet Vice, your final sin— I wear your name beneath my skin. [Outro – Spoken, fading with brass and drum roll] "And now, darlings... if you’re missing your heart... check my purse." [smirk and *brass sting*]
