i took a taxi from la to venus in 1985 i was electromagnetically sucked back into a party going on that night it was the glories of the 80's with karma drawn up in lines and two bugle boy models saying, 'baby, it's free-bee you sure look deprived'
i had the 'story of o' in my bucket seat of my wanna be mustang auditioning for reptiles in their racquel welsh campaign
in the glories of the 80's you said, 'i'm not afraid to die' i said i don't find that remotely funny even on this space cake high
and then it all seemed clear just then you go and disappear
silicone party barbies to the left and joan of arcs to the right no one feeling insecure we were all gorge and famous in our last lives
and the glories of the 80's you said 'the end is nothing to fear' i said blow the end now baby who do i gotta shag to get outta here
and then when it all seemed clear just then you go and disappear
sure you're out there orbiting around wish i had you back now
i met a drag king call venus she had a velvet hologram she said 'my husband ran off with my shaman but they love me as i am'
in the glories of the 80's i may not have to die i'll clone myself like that blonde chick that sings betty davis eyes
and then when it all seemed clear just then you go and disappear