miss Mitchell in the ladies room)

«Hey,I know your face,

I’ve seen you on some TV-show»

then we laugh and bullshit on

it’s a hollow scene with a sickening glow



but we still tag along

with our pills & powders & passion plays

and we somehow feel relief

about halfway through the second case



now here comes Judas with his halo on

giving away the secrets of the trade

feeling all alone

filthy rich from the hits that he’s made



and in his bedroom

hang the po sters of the heroes he once had

faded ,yellow, brittle and old



I’ll get the Port out

and I’ll drink to all the hopes that I once had

before I go to bed to dream on....



but we still tag along.........etc