My Hedonistic Tendencies

I think I'll paint her name in red and blue

And let the colour run on me and you

Watch out for imagination

Watch out for imagination

Oh what shall I wear?

My hedonistic tendencies may be the death of me

But the pills and the spills no longer thrill me

I'm born again, born again

The endless parties drive me to despair

When I'm the only famous artist there

Watch out for imagination

Watch out for imagination

Oh what shall I wear?

My hedonistic tendencies may be the death of me

But the pills and the spills no longer thrill me

I'm born again, born again

Clubland people always seem absurd

Chatting up the birds

Oh I'm born. Oh I'm born. Oh I'm born again!

Clubland people always seem absurd

Chatting up the birds