"Song of the Horse Guards" from "the Captivating Star of Happiness " (1975) - Issac Schwartz

She said 'hello', she was letting me know We shared friends in Soho She is a pain in the nose I'm a pain in women's clothes "And you're a walking overdose in a great coat" And so she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packet She had to leave 'cause she couldn't hack it Not enough noise and too much racket "I think I've spent all my money and your friends, oh" And how I'd love to go to Paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again Mr. Serotonin Man, lend me a gram You call yourself a friend? I got two left feet and I'm starting to cheat On my girlfriend again I caught her picking her nose As the crowd cheered for an overdose And I don't suppose you know where this train goes? There was a party that she had to miss Because her friend kept cutting her wrists Hyperpoliticized sexual trysts "Oh, I think my boyfriend's a nihilist" I said, "Hey kids, we're all just the same What a shame" And how I'd love to go to Paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again "Oh, stop being an arsehole And counting my eye rolls" They're like pissholes in the snow, uh-oh Keeping a tab on my health Man, you're putting me up on a shelf "Well I'll believe you're clean But only by seeing your face for myself" And then she pointed at the bag of her dreams In a well posh magazine I said, "I'm done, babe, I'm out of the scene" But I was picking up from Bethnal Green She said I've been romanticizing heroin And oh, how I'd love to go to Paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again

I've got a God shaped hole that's infected And I'm petrified of being alone now It's pathetic, I know And I tossed and I turn in my bed It's just like I Lost my head (Lost my head) And if I believe you Will that make it stop? If I told you I need you Is that what you want? And I'm broken and bleeding And begging for help And I'm asking you Jesus, show yourself I thought I'd met you once or twice But that was just because the dabs were nice and opening up my mind Showing me consciousness is primary in the universe And I had a revelation I'll be your child if you insist I mean if it was you that made my body You probably shouldn't have made me atheist But, oh, I'm a lesbian kiss I'm an evangelist And if you don't want to go to hell Then Miss, you better start selling this And if I believe you Will that make it stop? If I told you I need you Is that what you want? And I'm broken and bleeding And begging for help And I'm asking you Jesus, show yourself If I'm lost then how can I find myself? If I'm lost then how can I find myself? If I'm lost then how can I find myself? If I'm lost now then how can I find myself? If I'm lost now then how can I find myself? If I'm lost then how can I find myself? Then how can I find myself? If I'm lost now then how can I find myself? Yeah, yeah, yeah If I'm lost now then how can I find myself? Yeah, yeah

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C'est sexy Le ciel de périphérie Sous la peau J'ai Paris en overdose Dans l'rétro j'revois la ville en fête et délire Suffoquant sous la pluie et sous la joie Et j'entends dans la musique les cris, les rires Illusion, juste une illusion Illusion, juste une illusion S'il suffisait de falsifier les sentiments Les serrures soudées ne s'raient pas nécessaires Surveiller les serpents Tout casser Provocation Recommencer Jusqu'à l'épuisement Je suis la liberté Je suis la liberté Je suis la liberté Illusion, juste une illusion Illusion, juste une illusion Gucci sur la langue Versace sur la peau Chaines Chanel Minarets à l'horizon Jeux d'adultes Je veux dépasser les limites A l'extrème provocation Le bonheur, la liberté: de belles illusions Comme jardiner à Aubervilliers Cultiver, même chimiquement de la joie, du laisser-aller Illusion, juste une illusion Illusion, juste une illusion Illusion, juste une illusion