Karate kicks
In bookshop queues
Crying children
On pay-per-view
The working class is undead
And we’re the isolated youth

Such unholy theft
Holding the sensitive
Under arrest
And have you gone soft
My boy
Painting flowers on the wall

1983
Will never come again
Subway wrestlers
Coming for you
To take down
The isolated youth

Oh 1983
It missed me

Oh, I see a tear in your eye
Greeted by the cat’s smile
The mice cry
There’s no place
For loving fools
Like you and me
In the underground seats

1983
Speak of the devil
Dark resemblance
And are we
Dolls or dogs
Can you choose

Oh 1983
It missed me

The choir sings
And she screams
The choir sings
And she screams
The choir sings
And she screams