You’re a Dirtbomb, Lester

I was lying on my bed
I just lay there
With New Wave rockers and Graffiti
And music and kicks in Gramercy
I was lying on my bed
I just lay there
With New Wave rockers and Graffiti
And music and kicks in Gramercy
It was a scene
Those endless nights

I traced my melancholy
I saw it was a trap
I just wanted to play music
It was a magic thing
That thrill that I got
I traced my melancholy
I saw it was a trap
I just wanted to play music
It was a magic thing, that thrill that I got
I was very happy

True love and anguish
I don't know quite what it is
He said, "Darling, I just don't get you"
I said
"You're a Dirtbomb, Lester"

That love was there
When the foundations of Rome were laid
When Christ was crucified
When the Conquerer created the British Isles
When Columbus sailed
When the massacre at Lexington was news

That love was there
When the foundations of Rome were laid
When Christ was crucified
When the Conquerer created the British Isles
When Columbus sailed
When the massacre at Lexington was news
Credit Mark Twain

True love and anguish
I don't know quite what it is
He said, "Darling, I just don't get ya"
I said
"You're a Dirtbomb, Lester"