Money A Cocaine Christmas And An Alcholic’s New Year

Bleary eyed and wasted

I wake up to an unlikely dawn

Of beautiful people

All around me

I am at your gateway now

The people are talking

Like they’re winning

Like the world’s not spinning

Like they’re in control

Like they’re Marylin Monroe

At a cocktail party

I’m someone outrageous

Like Jean Genet

And I’ve wasted all my time

On cocaine at Christmas

And bottles of wine

And I’m as happy as a child

Because you don’t have to ask me why

I’m in love with the season

I’m in love with the (wretch)

I’m in love with the (wretch)

I’m in love with the drunks

I am Marylin Monroe

I am a cocktail party

I’m someone ugly, beautiful

Like Jean Genet

And I’ve wasted all my time

On cocaine at Christmas

And bottles of wine

And I’m as happy as a child

Because you don’t have to ask me why