Bliss Maps

Welcome to my little underworld

I designed it from the ground up

A bastard caravan

Part Bohemian, part Brutalist

Well I think I’ve seen you here before I like to sit and watch them dancing These homo sapiens

That I used to know

He didn’t trust those intellectuals Now it’s time to listen baby...

The city’s not your friend

We’re living through the chemistry

So you know what it takes to make it better, do you ? Oh, it’s easy to be lost

Just leave it to geography

We know what it takes to make it better

Don’t think I’ll have another one

Loose lips sink ocean liners

Oh I’m above the law

On your favourite tie?

Did I put something in your Chardonnay? Close your eyes and listen baby...

I’m dizzy as the wind

(let yourself go)

At an empty intersection

And love don’t mean a thing

(just stop talking)

A tedious transaction

Round up the idiots

Give them what they want

They don’t know what they want

Round up the idiots

Give them what they want

Cause we know what we want

Turn up the radio

This is what we want

Yeah you know what we want