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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
- Album:
- A Memory Is Better Than Nothing
- Are We Nearly There Yet?
- My Dark Places Remixes - EP
- Camping In France
- My Dark Places
- Paisley Shirts & Mini Skirts
- And They All Lived Happily Ever After
- The Strangely Beautiful EP
- Privilege
- Closer To God
- Mummy Your Not Watching Me
- Part Time Punks
- I Was A Mod Before You Was A Mod
- Top Gear
- Yes Darling, But Is It Art
- The Painted Word
- Miscellaneous
- I Was A Mod Before You Was A Mod (Easy Mix) - EP
- The Indie Scene 78: The Story of British Independent Music
- Mojo Presents: Destroy!