Album: Opium
Hi, would you, uh Would you mind if I sat here
Great, y’know this is my favorite nightclub in London
Yeah, I come here often
I’ve not seen you here before
I think I’d remember you
What do you do Are you a model
Jet setter
That type of thing, no?
Huh
Listen, I’m about to break a pretty good business deal
If the figures are right
Touch wood
I said «Touch wood»
Sorry?
No, it’s just a figure of sp-speech
Where are you going?
Oh God!
What’s that about?
Christ
Gin and tonic, please
No, just one!
My cover’s blown
I need some sort of black magic reggae to sort this one out
Mmm
That’s more like it Everybody’s running around
Trying to find the right solution
Not getting anywhere fast in this life
Of money and pollution
Just give me a chance and
I could help out with the evolution
I’m just trying to find my mother and father
In a bad situation
Kick those blues
With those dancing shoes, man
Kick those blues
With those dancing shoes
Kick the blues
With those dancing shoes, man
Who am I trying to kid?
I’m no jet setter
Never have been
I’m just a phony
A cheap phony
In a cheap nightclub
Drinking cheap whiskey