The music screeches
I'm in love
An idiot beseeches
A fitting glove
'Lust for life'
Iggy-Pop
David Bowie
Dance, no stop
'Lust for life'
He keeps sayin'
We keep swayin'
No strife
Alive and dead
'Monday', dead
Space, a 'head'
Reality, dread
Consigned
Back-track
Designed
Heart-attack
Free to 'feel'
A callous reel
Nothing 'real'
The raw deal