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I am trying to be heroic because all around me history sings

I am trying to be heroic in an age of modernity
I am trying to be heroic, because all around me history sings

So I enjoyed and I devoured flesh and wine and luxury
But in my heart I am lukewarm nothing ever really touches me

At Les Trois Garçons
We meet at precisely
9 o’clock.
I order the foie gras and I eat it with complete disdain

Bubbles rise in champagne flutes,
But when we kiss I feel nothing

Feasting on sleeping pills and Marlboro Reds
(So busy, won’t save you)
Oho, How our, how our parents they suffered for nothing
Live the dream, live the dream, live the dream
Like the 80’s never happened
People are afraid, are afraid
To merge on the freeway
Disappear here

Stroll the pier
Into the magazine launch party
I am handed a pill, and I swallow with complete disdain
Kick-drum bangs off the high-hat; remembered to look bored
We suck each others’ faces and make sure we are noticed
(Cocaine won’t save you)
Because East London is a vampire
It sucks the joy right out of me
How we look for corruption in these golden years

Oho, How our, how our parents they suffered for nothing
Live the dream, live the dream, live the dream
Like the 80’s never happened
People are afraid, are afraid
To merge on the freeway
Disappear here.
Disappear here.
Disappear here.
Disappear here.
Disappear here.