Self Portrait

Oh I am very very sad
I like kissing my own lips
Just like michael im completely mad

I like sex at my own pace
I, this nations narcissus, laureate
I like mirrors in bedrooms mirrors in bedrooms
Take me out to the bright lights (lets go)
I wanna walk cute down the streets of soho
Take me out to the bright lights (lets go)
I wanna walk down the streets
Oh slow d-r-e-a-m your life away for twenty-four hours
T-e-a-s-e the girls, i say try it for one day
Dressed in white crimply white like a bride
Like a lamb to the slaughter
Your son and your daughter
Take me out to the bright lights (lets go)
I wanna walk cute down the streets soho
Take me out to the bright lights (lets go)
I wanna walk down the streets
Oh slow just another fake cockney - ah!