Press Darlings
Adam And The Ants
We are guilty
We are beyond hope
We beg to differ
We are a terminal case
Press Darlings
Press Darlings
Press Darlings
Press Darlings
We depress
The Press
Darlings
We're on the outside
But we're not looking in
We are the vaseline gang
We don't play your little games
And if evil be the food of genius
There aren't many demons around
If passion ends in fashion
Nick Kent is the best dressed man in town
Are we different?
No, we are exactly the same
There are no boxes for us
The ones you love to hate
So read on
And if evil be the food of genius
There aren't many demons around
If passion end in fashion
Bushell is the best dressed man in town
(And they tell fibs)
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