SONG FOR CLAY

(DISAPPEAR HERE)

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I am trying to be heroic
In an age of modernity
I am trying to be heroic
As all around me history sinks

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So I enjoy and I devour
Flesh and wine and luxury
But in my heart I am lukewarm
Nothing ever really touches me

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At Les Trois Garçons
We meet at precisely nine o'clock
I order the foie gras 
And I eat it with complete disdain

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Bubbles rise in champagne flutes
But when we kiss I feel nothing
Feasting on sleeping pills
And Marlboro reds

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Self-pity won't save you

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Oh how our, how our parents
They suffered for nothing
Live the dream
Live the dream
Live the dream
Like the eighties never happened
People are afraid, are afraid
To merge on the freeway
Disappear here

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We stroll past the queue
Into the magazine launch party
I am handed a pill and I swallow
With complete disdain

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Kick drum pounds, off-beat high-hats
Remember to look bored
We suck each other's faces
And make sure we are noticed

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The cocaine won't save you

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Because East London is a vampire
It sucks the joy right out of me
How we longed for corruption
In these golden years

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Oh how our, how our parents
They suffered for nothing
Live the dream
Live the dream
Live the dream
Like the eighties never happened
People are afraid, are afraid
To merge on the freeway
Disappear here

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Disappear here