Katy Shaw -

Katy:

These are days of fret and fear

We got war and we got tears

All the optimists are begging in the streets

Times are tough so people go

To get their kicks before it blows

So after dark the party’s ragin' like a beast

The scene is swinging daddy-o it’s on

Fire every night and so take your pick of

Dancing, vices, don’t you know there ain’t a lot of laughs round here much

This world’s nothing but worry

It looks better when it’s blurry

It’s good times 'til the sun comes up

I major in bad habits

Like thievery and skag, it’s

A lifestyle not built to last, this I know

My love life’s flawed 'cause I

Only go for girls who go for guys

But at least my heart never gets broke

I wake up sometime after noon drink my

Coffee black just like my mood and then I try to

Think of reasons I should move from either this bed or this dump

Most days it’s a short list

I need money, need a fix

It’s good times 'til the sun comes up

When the jonesing’s knocking at your door

It’s not something that you can ignore

That need makes your bones all start shaking

I know you think I’m just a fool

But I got it all under control

The one talent I have is the art of escaping

I make my pennies at the club

Fencing hot and sketchy stuff

My best friend Sheila’s always there at my side

We dance and make some deals

I pine away for her in heels

Getting loaded as we drift through the night

There’s a thing or two I do not bother to think

Like the future or my mother, I drink

For this moment and no other, let the dice stop where they drop

This world’s nothing but worry

Looks better when it’s blurry

It’s good times 'til the sun comes up