All the boys are wearing their utility drag
The girls slip identikits from their utility bagsSome refugees from Suburbia are laughing
Examining each other's gags
Vibrate on sulphate when it gets late
And their velocity begins to sagAnd it goes on all night, all night
And it goes on and on, the artificial lifeMary, Mary, got so confused
About the fusion game, what a game
Blunked on booze, she talks like a newsreel
She'll take up any kind of bleak exchangeShe turned to perfection once
But realized she'd only turned to pain
She ran through divine light, chemicals
Warhol, Scientology, her own sex
Before she turned awayAnd it goes on all night, all night
And it goes on and on, the artificial lifeI've learned to be a stranger
I've learned to be a stranger
I've learned to be a stranger
I've learned to be a stranger
(Stranger still)I've learned to be a stranger
I've learned to be a stranger
I've learned to be a strangerI should have left here years ago
But my imagination won't tell me how
This whirlpool's got such seductive furniture
It's so pleasant getting drownedSo we drink and sink and talk and stalk
With interchangeable enemies and friends
Trying on each other's skins
While we're dying to be born againAnd it goes on all night, all night
And it goes on and on, the artificial life