Here we are We drift like gas On someone else's bed I pay high you know Here we are How old are you It's just a job to me Here the ladies always ring
Listen Zara Boys like me We get used to Things like you Boys like me We don't understand Lies like yours Listen Zara Boys like me From rags to riches
Don't things change Don't we all What's it like to Crash? The driver Nothing more to prove So please just send in the machines We know little of celebrations
Why cry now It's over Feelings change How are you How am I Cry, the clock said I know little of romance And these little tract houses I know seven less
No more than chance, I'm told it's quite surprising I could walk out and just impress myself I need to hurt, I need to crash for my sake You are something
These New Romantics are oh so boring I could swear I've been there once or twice before I should grow wings and just forget the club You know the legends
the corner And whisper the words that you need She knows how to stand in the corner And whisper the words with that cynical charm, we could dance Now
Boys watch from windows tonight I'm not surpriesed to see you waiting here You keep them in business just supplying you Get in the car I've something
inside my head tonight Just pretend it's the [Incomprehensible] You will pay like before Just pretend it was me You will pay Mr. Jones There's nothing much to keep us alive, but dance
be routine You're up I'm down She's got claws, she's got claws, she's got claws But the factory knows We're dreams in cold storage We could dance the
She sits in the corner Where it's reasonably quiet Drinking coffee with cream Thinking stories of young love She calls to the waiter ?Won't you lend
You are you are Hopefully mistaken Like old ties You'll soon be broken down Like all the rest who tried You are you are Something quite surprising Story
Vertaling: Numan, Gary. Dance.
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Vertaling: Numan, Gary. Cloud Dancing.
