Текст (слова) песни: Ultravox - Saturday Night in the City of the Dead
(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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