Kick ass little girl going to a party   Eating blue smarties 'cos she's rock 'n' roll   Gonna do some coke and maybe, do some poking   Gonna spin some records for a Jack and coke      Wasted little DJ filling up the floor   And your records are boring 'cos you're cool as hell   Everybody's flying and everybody's sliding   And slowly suiciding in a tiled cell, in a tiled cell      It's no good time to see your face   No good time to get erased   No good time to sink into the crowd      Graphic designer, you could look no finer   In your eyeliner and your Silas jeans   Living in the East End with your teenage girlfriend   Everyday's a weekend and a real cool scene      'Cos everybody's flying, slipping and sliding   Slowly suiciding in a tiled cell   And we'll go out together, holding hands forever   Shiny boots of leather looking like Lou Reed   Just like Lou Reed      It's no good time to see your face   No good time to feel erased   No good time to sink into the crowd      Yeah, it's no good time to see your face   No good time to get erased   No good time to suck up your lies      There's no good time to see your face   No good time to get erased   No good time to sink into the crowd