Provincial Lolitas Sprawling in high heels Untamed nature dies Failure Bound, in your eyes See the prams they push around Benefits and drugs are found Sad-eyed, lonely, failure bound Ashen-faced skin, failure bound I listen to money singing It's like looking down from long french windows On a provincial town The slums, the canals, the church Ornate and mad In the evening sun it is intensely sad Failure Bound Failure Bound