O Fantasy I need your strings, 'coz mine are broken You see they closed the bars and I kind of lost the gnome He went to Spain to look for the grave of García Lorca The nightingales and I are dealing with the loss Yet I can't complain I got a ticket to the future I found it in a poem by Charlie Baudelaire Though I wonder if I'm ever gonna use it Coz there's no one new writing in Marseille Sellotape my heart my friend sellotape my heart Sellotape my heart, let's start a coup d'etat Democracy what did you bring, now we're all bloated The activists are fighting demons on their phones Whilst Genghis Khan sets the wheels in motion And we all sit around and wrestle with our ghosts Sellotape my heart my friend sellotape my heart Sellotape my heart, let's start a coup d'etat Remember when we used to dance, we took our faith on a wild romance Now it seems we are all sealed and bound to the lies of the money louts Sellotape my heart my friend sellotape my heart Sellotape my heart, let's start a coup d'etat