SONG FOR CLAY(DISAPPEAR HERE)

I am trying to be heroic In an ago 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 9 o'clock I order the foie gras and I eat with complete disdain 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 suffered for nothing Live the dream… like the 80's never happened People are afraid… to merge on the freeway Disappear here We stroll past the queue, into the magazine launch party I am handed a pill and I swallow with complete disdain 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 suffered for nothing Live the dream… like the 80's never happened People are afraid… to merge on the freeway Disappear here Disappear here Disappear here…