The void in my head The hole in my heart I fill them with things Which all fall apart I enlist the gods Gall on all the frauds We are hand in glove Daisy chains of love There's no particular Place we are going Still we are going I rise and shine And I look behind Your eyes are black X's Of hate and of hexes My soul a vapor I'm light as a feather And I bind together The pain, the pleasure There's no particular Place we are going Still we're going The Lost Boys and Girls Club (Yes we are, yes we are)