| Among the party Illuminati, the night-life glitterati, I stand out like a
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| shining light. |
| I stand out like black on white. |
| Another drunk to light my
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| cigarette, too-fucked up for the jet-set. |
| I tune in to the manual static.
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| I tune in to the automatic
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| Sexual innuendos up all in the scene. |
| Alcoholic tension makes everything
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| surreal. |
| Suffer heartbreak, dreams of power, prince of darkness,
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| cocaine showers
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| I play this ghastly tune, on a pile of champagne flutes. |
| I pay the devil’s due,
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| so that I could stay with you. |
| (x2)
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| It’s fabulous now, time to blow. |
| Striking hearts of dandy foes. |
| A city made of
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| glass and mirrors. |
| A city for a shining sellout. |
| I put on gold and rose and
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| pose- a holy ghost in a brand-new Rolls. |
| Son of fire, son of flame.
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| Son of Neptune on display
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| Sexual innuendos up all in the scene. |
| Alcoholic tension makes everything
|
| surreal. |
| Suffer heartbreak, dreams of power, prince of darkness,
|
| cocaine showers
|
| I play this ghastly tune, on a pile of champagne flutes. |
| I pay the devil’s due,
|
| so that I could stay with you. |
| (x2)
|
| Sexual innuendos up all in the scene. |
| Alcoholic tension makes everything
|
| surreal. |
| Suffer heartbreak, dreams of power, prince of darkness,
|
| cocaine showers
|
| I play this ghastly tune, on a pile of champagne flutes. |
| I pay the devil’s due,
|
| so that I could stay with you. |
| (x2) |