Memento Mori

Oh, what was the question? Oh yeah, memento mori

It means, remember, it's inevitable that we will all die

Sounds quite depressing when said so raw and direct

But it means, don't hang yourself on the material life

But that gets dropped when I'm bucking a shopping day

Am I shallow, am I hung up on such wrong ways?

Yes, I am shallow and loving every wrong play

If love is blind, then why do we all buy lingerie?

I've got nothing in my life away from the studio

So when I'm loose, I end up consuming dough

Memento mori, memento mori

It's Latin and it says, we must all die

But I tried it for a while, it's a load of boring shite

So I buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy

If I start to think of life, I have pangs of paranoia

Pull one stripy shirt off the rack to another

Overthink my fate grasping a pastel jumper

Panic-buy a flight home, praying though actually sober

Change my mind and fly back into Vegas

Buy more pastel shades and some famous labels

Frame the Ferrari through the day with the mayhem

Just to forget about the race in my head

I don't really care about the luck and the look

But driving a Ferrari is fucking book

Memento mori, memento mori

It's Latin and it says, we must all die

But I tried it for a while, it's a load of boring shite

So I buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy

I think if I could see me  now from my growing past

I'd hate the shirted cunt that seems to be so fucking flash

I reckon from the threads, I think all I thinks about cash

But my manager tells me I ought to think about cash

It's like people don't know the 80s started

My car just keeps carding with the card machine

You don't regard the old you charging a Ferrari

Minus a driving license through Nevada at speed

I never think about money

In fact, I have no idea how much money I have

Memento mori, memento mori

It's Latin and it says, we must all die

But I tried it for a while, it's a load of boring shite

So I buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy

Chilean Carménère sips as I'm parting her hair

But I'm ASBO drinker, I want to be chill park air

But ASBO drinkers just don't dig my art and my flair

Even if the dig my ASBO driving past their car light's glare

Sometimes when I  buy my diamond trinkets with my whores

I know I've strayed a bit from my old sins and my walks

But then I laugh out loud that my card still fucking talks

I feel awful for a bit but at least I'm not bored