My Hedonistic Tendencies

I think I'll paint her name in red and blue
 And let the colour run on me and you
 Watch out for imagination
 Watch out for imagination
 Oh what shall I wear?
 My hedonistic tendencies may be the death of me
 But the pills and the spills no longer thrill me
 I'm born again, born again
 The endless parties drive me to despair
 When I'm the only famous artist there
 Watch out for imagination
 Watch out for imagination
 Oh what shall I wear?
 My hedonistic tendencies may be the death of me
 But the pills and the spills no longer thrill me
 I'm born again, born again
 Clubland people always seem absurd
 Chatting up the birds
 Oh I'm born. Oh I'm born. Oh I'm born again!
 Clubland people always seem absurd
 Chatting up the birds