Mr. Decadent

Oh my dear you're so decadent
Your back is straight but your genes are bent
You're flying high, man, and driving fast
It's better than dreaming, 'cause dreams never last
There'll come a time when all that energy's spent
Ooh mon brave, you're so decadent

Your minty woman she's so, fine, fine, fine
Your minty boy's getting prime time
You've got your heaven, it's right here on earth
Just look around you, do you know what it's worth?
There'll come a time when it's too late to relent
Ooh my dear, you're so decadent

Good time Charlie, that's what they say
But who gives a damn, and who are they anyway?
Behind the chiclets and under the grin
The demons are waiting but we won't let 'em in
You keep 'em guessing, it's better that way
It's all in what you do, man, and not what you say

Raise your glass and sip on my '45
It's still a winner and we're very much alive
Keep telling porkies and spinning those lines
The yarn's getting longer but it's better every time
There's no time for caution, your framework is bent
Oooh, my friend, you're so decadent
Oooh, Mr Decadent
Oooh here he comes, here he comes, Mr Decadent
Oooh, he's heaven sent
He's Mr Decadent