Martina Two

Is this how we imitate, our inventive best, when we twist and shake, open every door, try for the Apprentice, wake up sore, fuelled with what we take, like all the rest, we won’t hesitate, fools sing for applause, faith is the test, does two and two make four, the night's cool probate, scatters our innocence, no matter what cost resonates, with the drunken poor, they ask for our presence, they give us the floor, the search for fame, is the brand they blend, don’t sweep them away, they're our new friends