i took a taxi from la to venus in 1985   i was electromagnetically sucked back   into a party going on that night   it was the glories of the 80's   with karma drawn up in lines   and two bugle boy models saying, 'baby,   it's free-bee you sure look deprived'      i had the 'story of o' in my bucket seat   of my wanna be mustang   auditioning for reptiles in their   racquel welsh campaign      in the glories of the 80's   you said, 'i'm not afraid to die'   i said i don't find that remotely funny   even on this space cake high      and then when it all seemed clear   just then you go and disappear      silicone party barbies to the left and   joan of arcs to the right   no one feeling insecure we were   all gorged and famous in our last lives      and the glories of the 80's you said   'the end is nothing to fear' i said   blow the end now baby   who do i gotta shag to get outta here      and then when it all seemed clear   just then you go and disappear      sure you're out there orbiting around   wish i had you back now      i met a drag king call venus   she had a velvet hologram she said   'my husband ran off with my shaman   but they love me as i am'      in the glories of the 80's   i may not have to die   i'll clone myself   like that blonde chick   that sings betty davis eyes      and then when it all seemed clear   just then you go and disappear