Marc Almond - Lonely Go-go Dancer

Lonely go-go dancer
Dancing in crazy foam
Surrounded by your acolytes
But going home alone
When did you last see
A sun-drenched afternoon
When did the morning light
Last invade your room?

Disguise your nightlife pallor
With a tan from a machine
Behind your ears
A sticky scent
Of decadence and dreams

We all adore
Your sequinned smile
Revolving in your cloud of blue
Untouchable to anyone
Anyone but you