Dying swans twisted wings, beauty not needed here. Lost my love, lost my life, in this garden of fear. I have seen many things, in a lifetime alone. Mother love is no more, bring this savage back home.
Stepping out onto the stage the smalltown star tonight. Flexes out for fame and fortune into the lights. The way she tears into the heart makes me realise.
The office lines are busy and the girls are working hard. Tonight they'll be out clubbing with their boyfriends busy wishing they were. Gentlemen please take your seats, there's champagne in the boardroom.