So many of us glowing/This kind of shit don’t heal in a week/Cruising in my blue supreme/Cruising in my blue supreme/Is someone there, I’m dying to be (cruising in my blue)/But nothing ever comes for free (cruising in my blue)
from My Blue Supreme lyrics by Interpol
Banks’ anthem for wishful-thinking, joy-riding, striking hard while the iron’s hot, and working hard for what you get may cover a lot of ground, but it’s mostly filler on all fronts. A well-placed, droll bit of profanity helps distract from that, but only temporarily.
