Dark Companion - Tuxedomoon

Another round for my dark companion

The view from here is crowded now

I raise my glass

My doppelganger smiles at me

From across the room

The great social issues mean less than nothing;

Two-dimensional pests

On my T.V. screen

I will wear only black and white

And hide in the alleys

On saturday nights

The endless prattle of politicians

Rings in my ears

The rain makes my mascara run

Another round for my dark companion

The view from here is crowded now

I raise my glass

My doppelganger smiles at me

From across the room

Another round for my dark companion

Another round for my dark companion