Headless corpse in a topless bar shock
The talk of the town from London to Bangkok
French kisses, near misses, unnatural passion
They dress it up in outrage when all we want is fashion
On satellite TV, debating morality
A man with no visible human qualities
Static on his tongue, head like a radio,
One hand in his pocket the other polishing his halo
He's got gold teeth, silver hair, a diamond on each pinky
Says a kid grows up to be a pusher or a junkie
And the ten commandments are reduced to one:
Keep taking the tablets' but don't worry son,
It's meaningless
A storm in a B-cup blew in from the highway
In a matt black hatchback corvette stingray
Wearing nothing but a fender and a smile
Of dented chrome, I pulled in for a while,
She had a skull on every ring and a ring on every finger
She's and X-gang mama, a real dead ringer,
A grinning death's head on a knuckle duster,
Just to look her in the eye took all the strength I could muster,
Sheer black stockings slid down sheer black thighs,
When she parted her legs I got a big surprise
There was nothing there but empty space
A black hole, the universe, my own ugly face
It's meaningless.
She was looking for a reason, I was looking for a rhyme,
We were looking for a way to kill some time,
Doing some damage in a state of undress,
She put stars in my eyes and as for the rest
Well it's meaningless.
On the helter skelter, in the vanity fair
Putting lipsticks on the mirror, hair extensions everywhere
With a tail finned model, dressed in Valentino,
From the catwalks of Paris to New York's fifth avenue,
Spending all our time on a disco routine
With a midget DJ called Jumping Jellybean,
The Front Crawl, the Back Stab, the star spangled swagger,
Eye to eye, toe to toe, hand on the dagger
We were spreading nasty rumours about a network star,
When they pumped his stomach all they got was strawberry flavoured underwear,
His girlfriend took an overdose of vitamins and herbs,
She's contemplating suicide but she's much too well preserved
Meaningless
Don't talk about logic, don't talk about faith,
We don't allow that kind of language to be used round our place
The beauty of it is the truth couldn't matter less
But the truth about beauty is we're always impressed
Cause it's meaningless
I thought I saw Elvis Presley alive and outrageous
Wearing a diamond as big as Las Vegas
Singing Everybody's beautiful, everybody's blessed
But it's all words to me and the words are a mess
Cause they're meaningless
