it gets more intense from there. lady gaga becomes the sacrificial lamb to bed the man with the golden chin. she wears a robe made of fur from a white tiger, its head still attached to the robe's train. she stands gracefully before a white bed as it is set ablaze. meanwhile, her gilded faced friend burns alive.
sounds a little whack doesn't it? sounds like an acid trip materialized into music video form.
and that makes me wonder; if we all had the money to carry out the quirky little (drug induced or not) visions in our heads, what sort of glory would we come up with?