Grey, wet drizzling and shivery. A piece for the lost. I had to devote it to the world’s most famous adulterer. I mixed it all bearing in mind my new-found knowledge of ‘Q’….

my oh my oh my
this is our december goodbye
the last time I saw you
passed out in your shoes
I knew then
we’d never be best friends
the last time I saw you
passed out in your shoes
I blew your mind with my velvet touch
my wanting mouth
the two of us
here in my heart your scent remains a stamp
a stamp of shame
and adulterous ‘A’
everything is lost again
so much cocaine
and the drinks flow free again
we had manhattans
‘til we couldn’t find our fingers and we just collided
my oh my oh my
this is our december goodbye