I am trying to be heroic in an age of modernity
I am trying to be heroic as all around me history sinks
So I enjoy and I devour flesh and wine and luxury
But in my heart I am lukewarm
Nothing ever really touches me
At Les Trois Garcons, we meet at precisely nine o' clock
I order the foie gras and I eat it with complete distain
Bubbles rise in champagne flutes
But when we kiss I feel nothing
Feasting on sleeping pills and Marlboro Reds
Self-pity won't save you
Oh how our parents they suffered for nothing
Live the dream like the Eighties never happened
People are afraid to merge on the freeway
Disappear here
We stroll past the queue, into the magazine launch party
I'm handed a pill and I swallow with complete distain
Kick drum pounds, off-beat hi-hats
Remember to look bored
We suck each other's faces and make sure we are noticed
The cocaine won't save you
Because East London is a vampire, it sucks the joy right out of me
How we longed for corruption in these golden years
Oh how our parents they suffered for nothing
Live the dream like the Eighties never happened
People are afraid to merge on the freeway
Disappear here
Disappear here
compositores: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG
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