Goodness knows, Dorothy Rose, Got another hole in her panty hose, Oh!no!
Sew them back together
She's got, time on her hands, no demands, a walkman stuffed full of indie bands, Oh!no!
Pull yourself together you deserve a little better
Don't you know, everything is out there, so trashy and so out there
Inject a little hedonism
Glow in the light around you
Suck it in see how you
Will get a little bloated, overdosed and overloaded
Is there a ghost in here? Is the coast still clear?
Is the fax turned on ? is there a message on the answer-phone
Eagerly awaiting, those important messages, though there never is anything of importance
So we'll just go home
And dream of being actors, acting out our dreams before our eyes
We'll know
Everything is out there
So wonderfully out there
Inject a little hedonism
Hide from the light around us
Where no-one else will find us
We'll get a little bloated overdosed and overloaded on love
How can they ever love?
How can they ever love like we do?
I wanna be all your yesterdays
All your todays and the rest of your tomorrows