Wearing SPF 3000 for the ultraviolet rays
Made it to the island on the last of the outbound planes (Ahh)
Got a trunk full of Simone and Céline, and of course my magazines
I'm gonna live out my days
Won't somebody, anybody, be the leader of a new regime?
Free the keepers of the burnt-out scene
Another day lost and paranoia reigns supreme
We need the leader of a new regime