He arrived today, my dangerous friend. And because we're still alive, we get into his car and we just drive. You could say we're a team. You could say this world is only a dream. But I won't. And beneath the stars, life is cheap and easy. We take ecstasy in sorrow, today's a party but not tomorrow. And at the disco he masters the new technology. In this country we pay in hard currency. And I know this is gonna hurt. And I know this is gonna be so sad. He keeps talking about the end of the world and he's a dedicated boy. He keeps talking about the end of the world and I'm a follower of fashion. Oh, how do you live? Sir, when love is suicide? Sir, when love is violence? Your world may end in dust and silence. But ours will come undone dancing with the Young Americans. Saints above that must be some sort of love. And I know Heaven help us, heaven help us, help us now.