this is the only way

that dirty boys get clean

with cakes and gin and decay

cocaine and caffeine

the mirrored ceilings, yeah, they

really compliment the carpeted walls

and what nice digs for a saint without a feast day

’tis a pity that what rises always falls

the pedagogy of being at play is ideal

to conceal what you feel while making your art

and what it’s all about is the mass appeal

’cause fame, you know, she’s got a bleeding heart