I was lying on my bed I just lay there With New Wave rockers and Graffiti And music and kicks in Gramercy I was lying on my bed I just lay there With New Wave rockers and Graffiti And music and kicks in Gramercy It was a scene Those endless nights I traced my melancholy I saw it was a trap I just wanted to play music It was a magic thing That thrill that I got I traced my melancholy I saw it was a trap I just wanted to play music It was a magic thing, that thrill that I got I was very happy True love and anguish I don't know quite what it is He said, "Darling, I just don't get you" I said "You're a Dirtbomb, Lester" That love was there When the foundations of Rome were laid When Christ was crucified When the Conquerer created the British Isles When Columbus sailed When the ma**acre at Lexington was news That love was there When the foundations of Rome were laid When Christ was crucified When the Conquerer created the British Isles When Columbus sailed When the ma**acre at Lexington was news Credit Mark Twain True love and anguish I don't know quite what it is He said, "Darling, I just don't get ya" I said "You're a Dirtbomb, Lester"