Imagine a war
which everyone won
Permanent holiday
in endless sun
Peace without wisdom,
one steals to achieve
Relentlessly,
pretending to believe
Attitudes are materialistic,
positive or frankly realistic
Which is terribly old-fashioned,
isn’t it?

...Or isn’t it?

DJ culture...
dance with me
DJ culture...
let’s pretend

Living in a satellite of fantasy
Waiting for the night to end

Let’s pretend
we won a war
Like a football match,
ten-nil the score
Anything’s possible,
we’re on the same side
Or otherwise on trial
for our lives

I’ve been around the world
for a number of reasons
I’ve seen it all,
the change of seasons

And I, my lord,
may I say nothing?

DJ culture.
dance with me
DJ culture...
let’s pretend

Living in a satellite of fantasy
Waiting for the night to end

DJ culture...
dance with me...
DJ culture.
let’s pretend.

Living in a satellite of fantasy
Wondering who’s your friend...

Now as a matter of pride
Indulge yourself,
your every mood
No feast-days,
or fast-days, or days
of abstinence intrude

Consider for a minute
who you are
What you’d like to change,
never mind the scars. -change-

Bury the past,
empty the shelf.
Decide it’s time to reinvent yourself.
It’s time.

Like Liz before Betty,
she after Sean,
Suddenly you’re missing,
then you’re reborn

And I, my lord,
may I say nothing..?

DJ culture.
Dance with me.
DJ culture.
Dance with me...

Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end...

DJ culture...
dance with me...
DJ culture.
let’s pretend.

Living in a satellite fantasy
Wondering who’s your friend...

And I, my lord,

...may I say nothing?


(Living in a satellite fantasy, waiting for the night to end...)