Ultravox - Saturday night in the city of the dead Lyrics
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- Saturday night in the city of the dead Lyrics
Album: Ultravox (Right..) Fat guy jets by, bony in a Zodiac Picking up trouble, maybe looking for a heart attack All-night boys in the Piccadilly Arcade Boozy losers cruising maybe trawling for some rough trade Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night in the City of the Dead Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head? Too many memories are waiting in your bed Sat'day night in the City of the Dead Stands in the dole queue, face like a statue Laugh like a maniac, walk like a king too Spiked hair, don't care, Oxfam outlaw Rap band rips it out, you're buzzing like a chainsaw (Chorus) High-rise reptile sucking on a cigarette Ripped suit, zip boots, dancing like an insect Tottenham Court Road litter skitters in the wind The city's pretty dead but the nights are still alive (Chorus) Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night in the city of the dead Sat'day night (Repeat and fade)
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