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 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 gorge 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