The Selfish Giant - Damon Albarn

Celebrate the passing drugs

Put them on the back seat while

They’re coursing in your blood

Cause there are monsters oh

Walking down Argyle Street

Where the evening colors go (it's true)

I had a dream that you were leaving

It’s hard to be a lover when the TV’s on

And nothing is in your eyes

I had a dream that you were leaving

Where every atom falling in the universe

Is passing through our minds

Press yourself to me right now

Push yourself deep down now

To the dark hills I must go

Where the shadows hide

Waiting for the final call

It’s coming down the line

I had a dream that you were leaving

I had a dream that you were leaving