Lucie Jones
Clean
[PATRICK, spoken]
It takes Paul Owen five minutes to die
Another thirty to stop bleeding
I know because I time it
Afterward, still wearing the bloodied raincoat
I take a cab to Paul's apartment on the Upper East Side
I let myself in with his keys
A plan is taking shape in the folds of my brain
But where should I send Paul on a business trip?
Rome, Amsterdam, Phoenix
London!
I'll send the bastard to England!

His answering machine
"Hi, this is Paul Owen"
"Hi, this is Paul Owen"
"I'm sorry I'm not here to take your call
But I'm in London for the next two weeks
Taking the Fisher account to the next level

[COMPANY]
We are sinners
Long-eyed sinners
We are winners
Wasted winnersWe are faceless
Perfect faces
We fixed the races
And took our places[COMPANY]
We are faceless
Perfect faces
We fixed the races
And took our places[PATRICK]
But I'm
[PATRICK AND COMPANY]
Clean

[PATRICK]
I've become

[PATRICK AND COMPANY]
Clean

[PATRICK
The things I've

[PATRICK AND COMPANY]
Seen

[PATRICK]
And still I'm

[PATRICK AND COMPANY]
Clean

[FULL COMPANY]
Rise and shine, don't waste time
Head to the terminals, head to the mines
Present yourself
As someone who knows
In which direction capital flows
Make it happen, make it rain
With conjuring and leisure domain
Flash a smile, bear your teeth
They'll never guess what's underneath