Sebastian you’re in a mess. You had a dream they called you king. Of all the hipsters is it true?. Or are you still the queen?. Like getting blood out of a stone. The city left you all alone. You came to dance but there’s no poignancy. When they all leave you standing alone. The wider issues of the day. Don’t interest you you’ll have to pay. For looking at the floor. When people talk to you. You wrote a book about yourself. The people left it on the shelf. You’ll write another one. Now you’ve got a story that’s worth talking about. Are you happy with yourself?. Are you talking to yourself?. Are you happy with yourself?. Put the book back on the shelf. I know the company you keep. You’re on the sofa hidden deep. While on the telly sid james speaks. To you like god. You’re always looking for a sign. But boy you blow it every time. You hear a voice begin to speak. You ignore it and go softly to sleep. .