Pioneers running round in circles, originators staring in empty disbelief And the dictates start their fashion, making their killing And the bastards take the bottle, take the ruins, take the streets in Ch: Desperation – searching for a new frontier Somewhere for the lovers, somewhere for the hunters Somewhere for the dreamers, somewhere for the hustlers Somewhere for the killers, somewhere for the angels Somewhere for us to go Down at the Art School, there’s dull panic Joey hit the bottle and Billy hit his wife And Annie screams you know it’s all been done before You can either go back or go down - decadence calling Ch: Desperation – searching for a new frontier English cities reeling in claustrophobic spasms Running with martyrs just looking for a cause I’m looking to the sky, I’m looking for a mystery Just show the direction and I’ll never come back Ch: Desperation – searching for a new frontier (Sullivan 1980)
