Artificial Joy Club Skywriting Lyrics

Sitting by candlelight
sucking back kryptonite, in vain.
Used up message tape
nowhere to escape
locked in my chair.
Watching my silhouette
sucking back cigarettes, in peace.
The golden age of call display
is thankfully here.
I see your mouth moving
but suddenly I think I'm deaf.
I used to hear you but...
All your talk is cheap skywriting
it's big and bold until the smoke has cleared.
A gust of wind and words are re-arranging
and suddenly the message disappears.

Cranking my radio
drowning out Romeo with bass.
It's thundering and quieting
I'm riding the storm.
I see you scream at me
but I pretend I'm somewhere else.
I used to hear you but....

Non-essential information
a hurricane of aggravation.
Your head is high above the clouds
go write a best-seller now.
I thought I heard something
but maybe it was just a dream
I used to hear you but now I know.