I am trying to be heroic in an age 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 the Trois Garcons we meet at precisely nine o' clock
I order the foie gras and I eat it with complete distain

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 they suffered for nothing
Live the dream like the Eighties never happened
People are afraid to merge on the freeway
Disappear here

We stroll past the queue into the magazine launch party
I'm handed a pill and I swallow with complete distain

Kick drum pounds off the hi-hats
We make good 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 long for corruption
In this golden year

Oh how our parents...

Disappear here