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New Generation
I wake up every day to see her back again Screaming my name through the astral plane In this catalogue town she takes me down Down through the platinum spires Down through the telephone wires And we shake it around on the underground Like a new generation rise And like all the boys in all the cities I take the poison, take the pity She and I, we soon discover We take the pills to find each other Oh but when she is calling here in my head Can you hear her calling? And what she has said? Oh but when she is calling here in my head It's like a new generation calling Can you hear it call? And I'm losing myself, and I'm losing myself to you Losing myself, and I'm losing myself I wake up every day, to find her back again Breeding disease on her hands and knees While the styles turn and the books still burn It's there in the platinum spires It's there in the telephone wires And we spread it around to the techno sound Like a new generation rise Cos like all the boys in all the cities I take the poison, take the pity She and I we soon discover We take the pills to find each other Oh but when she is calling here in my head Can you hear her calling? And what she has said? Oh but when she is calling here in my head It's like a new generation calling Can you hear her call? And I'm losing myself, and I'm losing myself to you Losing myself, and I'm losing myself to you, to you, to you, to youTogether
She was standing smoking counting stolen change, Don't someone have the guts to complain? Said "Superman, I'm a big fan, let's get something straight, Or you don't have the guts to complain" Now your son's coming out to play Your son's coming out to play When you're on your own Standing by the phone We should get together Got a supermarket stance Just taking it hand-in-hand We should get together Just think of the life you'll save Not stuck in your early grave We should get together, together, together I saw you standing smoking counting stolen change But I don't have the guts to complain I picked you up, got mixed up with you, that's OK Cos now I've got the guts to complain Now your son's coming out to play Your son's coming out to play When you're on your own Standing by the phone We should get together Got a supermarket stance Just taking it hand-in-hand We should get together Just think of the life you'll save Not stuck in your early grave We should get together, together, together When you're on your own Standing by the phone We should get together Got a supermarket stance Just taking it hand-in-hand We should get together Just think of the life you'll save Not stuck in your early grave We should get together When you're on your own Standing by the phone We should get together Got a supermarket stance Just taking it hand-in-hand We should get together Just think of the life you'll save Not stuck in your early grave We should get together, together, togetherBentswood Boys
When you're high on diesel nightly And the traffic starts to roll Smoke a cigarette and watch the black girls In the white boys world Anything is possible cos he'll feel more For the Bentswood boys Where the karma comes with the kids and cat food You see Tina push the pram Cos she was on her back in his estate car And in the back of his van Anything is possible cos he'll feel more For the Bentswood boys For the Bentswood boys (things are happening) For the Bentswood boys (tell it like it is) Don't take me down, don't take me down, don't take me down south Don't take me down, don't take me down, don't take me down south Don't take me down, don't take me down, don't take me down south Don't take me down, don't take me down, don't take me down south Ha, ha, ha, Bentswood boys