Farther

Farther away
Can't understand a thing you're saying
Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away
Farther away
And I don't like the games you're playing
Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away

Somehow you're in the bedroom and she's in a neglige
Putting on a record by Valerie Dore
Then she lies back on the mattress and she lights a cigarette
And she asks you quite politely if you'd rather be inbed
And you wonder what she's taken, and you wonder if she's straight
And the other men she's brought here, did she treat them all the same?
And listening to the record by Valerie Dore
You drift away

Farther away
Can't understand a thing you're saying
Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away
Farther away
And I don't like the games you're playing
Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away

She still seems strangely distant though you're lying there so close
Tangled in the satin sheets, taking off her clothes
There's a disco in the distance, and the drugs are kicking in
And you feel a bit self-conscious cos your body looks so thin
And you notice then quite suddenly through unexpected tears
That her eyes are metropolitan, like Amanda Lear's
And listening to the record by Valerie Dore
You drift away