[Intro] [Verse 1] I am the raping sunglass gaze Of sweating man and escort agencies 60’s Alienation the anthem of care   Now a knife constantly slashing eyelids   [Chorus] Slavery to the beat Slavery to the chord Slavery to the pleasure Slavery to the God [Bridge 1] They dig the new scene and their parties Where Stonehenge is worshiped and drugs a deity Vicarious thrills re-run their youth We follow we have no voice the dead [Verse 2] Radio nostalgia is radio death I want to cover diamonds on my wife Hardrock nostalgia the Stones on CD Tranquilized icons for the sweet paralyzed [Chorus] Slavery to the beat Slavery to the chord Slavery to the pleasure Slavery to the God [Bridge 2] So cool the new sound of the decade Thinks it’s so fresh not a post Elvis still All taste is nothing old pictures blowdried Rebellion it always sells at a profit [Verse 3] I am a face of fashion in Soho Square My tie is Paul Smith or Gaultier My cheeks blood red as my favorite port But hey cocaine keeps cholesterol at bay [Chorus] Slavery to the beat Slavery to the chord Slavery to the pleasure Slavery to the God Some God.