Long ago life was clean, sex was bad and obscene, and the rich were so mean. Stately homes for the Lords, croquet lawns, village greens, Victoria was my queen.

My girlfriend's packed her bags and moved out to another town, she couldn't stand the boredom when the video broke down.

I met her in a club down in North Soho, where you drink champagne and it tastes just like Coca-Cola.

There is more in this heaven and earth than what the scientist knows and is revealed in the x-ray.

The Christians to the lions sold out every night.

Feelin' guilty, feelin' scared, hidden cameras everywhere.

Underneath that rude exterior, you've got a heart of gold.