Each dawn I die please tell me why there's nothing left for me The old ??? days they make you pay a new tax ??? says All I am is just a number in Maggie's little book Well look here...
Trouble in the streets means trouble in the home Trouble in the home means nowhere to go There's nothing to show for all the work That has been done Catch 22 You've been caught What do you do You mess...
Think when ??? was green A natural patch on the edge of the city Then all the ya's made it grey A middle class a new posh race Traffic spiff ya ya OK Traffic spiff ya ya OK Traffic spiff ya...
Every Friday evening poseurs from the pub Stroll into the disco to dance like Donald Duck Fog Lights come from heaven, the soldiers comes from hell An arm is lifted slowly, below the sweaty smell We...
I tried to say Observed your point I could not understand Those Dancing girls will get us killed Punch the air You've failed your best Now dance your worst Now dance your death We've got the blues on...