Letra de Saturday Night In The City Of The Dead

While a fat guy zips by, bony in a Zodiac Picking out trouble, maybe looking for a heart attack All-night boys in the Piccadilly arcade trawling for some rough tradeSaturday night Saturday night Saturday night in the city of the dead Can't you feel the time bomb ticking in your head?Too many memories are burning in your bedSaturday night in the city of the deadDead in the dole queue, face like a statue Laugh like a maniac, walk like a king too Spiked hair, don't care, hot spam outlawRad man (?) 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 Rolexes the excuses in the wind hide The city's pretty dead but I'm still alive(Chorus)Saturday night Saturday nightSaturday night Saturday nightin the city of the deadSaturday night(Repeat and fade)