A fervoured image of another world Is nothing in particular now And imitation comes naturally But I never really stopped to think how And everyone is a clever clone A chrome coloured clone am I So in the abscence of a way of life Just repeat this again and again and again Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene, all right
I'm leaving town to run away Right into your twisted arms No queues and there's no panic there Just dangling your feet in the grass My lack of natural luster now Seems to be losing me friends So in the absence of a way of life I'll repeat this again and again, and again Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene
Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene, all right Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene
Songwriters: Alexander James Steven / Alexander Rowntree David / Damon Albarn / Graham Leslie Coxon
