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All these late-night parties pull me to the grave
Spiritual concussion, nothing left to say
All those tacky, trashy people falling at your feet
Crucified on Sunday but back the following week

Refrain: Bobby Gillespie & Jehnny Beth
Hello, how are you
So polite
Hello, how are you
Twist the knife

Verse 2: Bobby Gillespie
Gentlemen on their steroids, ladies dress to kill
Void all emotion, nothing left to thrill
They would suck you like a vampire
Pretend that they're your friends
The narcose turns them psycho
Then comes crashing down on them

Refrain: Bobby Gillespie & Jehnny Beth
Hello, how are you
So polite
Hello, how are you
Bourgeois smile
Hello, how are you
Kissing air
Hello, how are you
There's no one there

Verse 3: Bobby Gillespie
Mannequin discussions, a barter for a friend
You can fuck her if you want her, she's worth her weight in pens
The bodies keep on coming, the party never ends
The bodies keep on coming, the party never ends

Refrain: Bobby Gillespie & Jehnny Beth
Hello, how are you
You're such an act
Hello, how are you
Talking trash
Hello, how are you
Kissing air
Hello, how are you
There's no one there
There's no one there