Artificial Life

All the boys are wearing their utility drag The girls slip identikits from their utility bags Some refugees from suburbia are laughing Examining each other's gags Vibrate on sulphate when it gets late And their velocity begins to sag Chorus: And it goes on all night, all night And it goes on and on, the artificial life Mary Mary got so confused About the fusion game, what a game Blunked on booze, she talks like a newsreel She'll take up any kind of bleak exchange She turned to perfection once But realised she'd only turned to pain She ran through divine light, chemicals, Warhol, scientology, her own sex Before she turned away (Chorus) I've learned to be a stranger I've learned to be a stranger I've learned to be a stranger I've learned to be a stranger