I have ordinary addictions. I've outgrown the ways of the street. And the nightshade. Hey! Goodnight ladies... ladies bye bye. I work odd hours, get home late most nights.
On the darkest of streets, at around eleven. The lights shine brightest, on Avenue Seven. From 'Noho' to 'Soho' the congregate. Gladrags and handbags we anticipate.
No, I'm not myself today.. Je suis Salome... I am romantic. Je suis Apollo... I am gigantic. Hey! Stronzo,. I'm standing next to you in the supermarket.