Mr. Decadent Songtext
von Eric Stewart

Oh my dear you′re so decadent,
Your back is straight but your genes are bent.
You're flying high, man, and driving fast,
It′s better than dreaming, 'cause dreams never last.
There'll come a time when all that energy′s spent,
Ooh mon brave, you′re so decadent.

Your minty woman she's so, fine, fine, fine.
Your minty boy′s getting prime time.
You've got your heaven, it′s right here on earth,
Just look around you, do you know what it's worth?
There′ll come a time when it's too late to relent,
Ooh my dear, you're so decadent.


Good time Charlie, that′s what they say,
But who gives a damn, and who are they anyway?
Behind the chiclets and under the grin,
The demons are waiting but we wont let ′em in.
You keep 'em guessing, it′s better that way,
It's all in what you do, man, and not what you say.

Raise your glass and sip on my ′45,
It's still a winner and we′re very much alive.
Keep telling porkies and spinning those lines,
The yarn's getting longer but it's better every time.
There′s no time for caution, your framework is bent,
Oooh, my friend, you′re so decadent.
Oooh, Mr Decadent,
Oooh here he comes, here he comes, Mr Decadent,
Oooh, he's heaven sent.
He′s Mr Decadent.