Sunset

Coming in at night all the desert highways Crackle with the static of a thousand little radios Everyone talking, no-one listening Well by now I should expect that Down into the city I smell artificial green A glasshouse full of growing things That are not what they seem to be Look away, look away, the procession's leaving town The emperor rides naked and no-one gives a damn That was the last time I get a morbid satisfaction watching Sunset in all its degradation We were in a restaurant for wannabes clinking glasses in celebration We had to leave before something bad occurred and Niko grabbed the keys We drove out in the early morning with the radio jammed on R'n'B Drive away, drive away, and he turned to me and smiled Said, how does it feel to be living through the Fall of Rome And I said it's beginning to feel OK The last time Well I gave you all my money I'm ashamed to remember now just why I did that I got bitter, I got jealous, but not as much as you Do you understand that? Ten hours drifting half awake and finally touching down I went out in the rainy morning and kissed the blessed ground Coming home, coming home and the most of it is done And the worst of us is left behind in the place where it belongs That was, the last time