Entangled in a political thread
my horizon was burning
red skies across the system
no limits tonight she said
all red carpets must burn some day

Here you walk in theme
there they call your name
sexy economical love machine

I tried to escape from her body
she moved faster and grooved
oh heaven my skin was melting
when she went down on me
all red carpets must burn some day

The next day in the papers
naked on the floor
the pictures, the scandal
committing suicide - the only way out