text: Wearing SPF 3000 for the ultraviolet rays
  Made it to the island on the last of the outbound planes 
  Got a trunk full of Simone and Céline, and of course, my magazines
  Im gonna live out my days
  Wont somebody, anybody, be the leader of a new regime?
  Free the keepers of the burnt-out scene another day
  Lust and paranoia reign supreme
  We need the leader of a new regime