Picasso's Bar Video (MV)

Mona danced her arms off
At Picasso's Bar
The Satyrs tried to woo her
But none of them got very far

Three men rowing merrily
The siamese twins stand guard
No one gets into this place
Except for the hopelessly bizarre
Who say...

You can't kill me
You can't kill me
You can't kill me
Cos I've already died in my sleep
No no you can't cure me
I'm immune to it

A hidden fire is burning
In her chimney stack
Slipped too far into an alpha state
To ever make it back

So she's laying down her tarots
And reading coffee cups
Run her fingers through your hair
And know your every thought
She says...

You can't kill me
You can't kill me
You can't kill me
Cos I've already died in my sleep
No no you can't cure me
I'm immune to it

I've got ball lightening in my pocket
Thunder in my feet
As I step onto the pavement
To cruise zero 24 street

Gonna cure that crippled beggar
Gonna get my sex for free
Destroy the killer virus
Of the 21st century

Because you can't kill me
I've already died in my sleep
No no you can't cure me
I'm immune to it