Here’s something rich and rhythmic to feed your sense of début de siècle irony and dread:

“Stopwatch Hearts” by Delerium on the Chimera album:

Lyrics:

Not that I’m that hard to Please
but lately when I hit the street
it’s hum-de-dum
(hum-de-dum-de dum)
When the hard times hit
they Hit the biz
The hardest hit make the best of it
Strong dollar stockbroker right to the bottom
Sink down with your boomtown
High water realtors arrive
With numbers over their eyes
Stopwatch hearts
Good God I love the party-starved
businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don’t beat
(They tick)
They don’t beat
(they tick)
Good God I love the party-starved
businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don’t beat
They don’t beat
‘Round that corner
Down the street
There’s a dive where working girls retreat
from their hum-de-dum
(hum-de-dum-de-dum)
So tilt that felt hat to the side
Thrift store 3 for .99
Gonna get me one
Gonna get me one
(and Get it every night)
Strong dollar stockbroker right to the bottom
Sink down with your boomtown
High water realtors arrive
With numbers over their eyes
Stopwatch hearts
Good God I love the party-starved
businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don’t beat
(They tick)
They don’t beat
(they tick)
Good God I love the party-starved
businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don’t beat
They don’t beat
Good God I love the party-starved
businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don’t beat
(They tick)
They don’t beat
(they tick)
Good God I love the party-starved
businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don’t beat
They don’t beat
(they tick)
So tilt that felt hat to the side
Thrift store 3 for .99
Gonna get me one
(and Get it every night)