Print

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 cruise tricks trawling for some rough trade Satday night Satday night Satday night in the city of the dead Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head? Too many memories are buried in your bed Satday night in the city of the dead Stand in the dole queue, face like a statue Laugh like a maniac, walk like a king too Spike hair, don't care, Oxfam outlaw Rat band rips it out, you're buzzing like a chainsaw Satday night Satday night Satday night in the city of the dead Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head? Too many memories are buried in your bed Satday night in the city of the dead High-rise reptile sucking on a cigarette Ripped suit, zip boots, dancing like an insect Letras de cancionesTottenham Court Road litter skitters in the wind The city's pretty dead but the night's still alive Satday night Satday night Satday 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 Satday night in the city of the dead Satday night Satday night Satday night Satday night in the city of the dead From Letras Mania