Close the windows, draw the blinds I can't stand it if the sun shines On Sunday, hated Sunday Disturbing pictures on the news Distant wars but they won
Factory Radio This is the soundtrack of my life This is the song that keeps me breathing Under the water a distant light From Monday morning to Friday
I trapped a spider Underneath the glass I kept it for a week to see How long he'd last He stared right back of me He thought that he could win We played
It's only the end of the world Not a death in the family We've seen all the best sights Been on all the best rides At the amusement park on Saturday
I was brought up in an ideal home Bay windows let the sun shine through Natural light chased the shadows I was brought up in an ideal home In an ideal
daughter And we're searching for your daughter On Saturday the childhood ends Strange way to make new friends She's lying in the basement Black boy, white girl Black
Meet me in the playground after school When everybody has gone home Promise not to breathe a word of this Don't even look at me till we're alone Or tongues
I.C. one female turn the sirens on Just a small domestic situation I.C. one female under surveillance Heading northwards as the crow flies But I still
New baby boom starts today I've got everything you need Baby boom, take you home I've been waiting so long New baby boom slipping Through your magic
Whatever happened to the fear of God? Whatever happened to church on Sunday? Whatever happened to the velvet glove and the iron fist? Whatever happened
It's my primary instinct to protect the child Girl singing in the wreckage My dress is torn, my hair is wild Girl singing in the wreckage My first kiss
I left school and hit the high street Had my youth in 6 weeks flat Top shop, doves and Glastonbury Learned to be a secretary If I can't have it, nobody
(Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (Dream home) It's a beautiful day (It's a beautiful day) (Dream home) It's a beautiful
A pint of milk and a loaf of bread, a magazine-on special offer Check the weather forecast and buy a new umbrella Send a text message and take a shower
If you let me join your gang I'll show you things you've never dreamed of After school we'll steal a car Drive until the feeling changes All the people
Well, you can bite the bullet Breath in, breath out Or be a victim all your life Go window shopping Save your money Riches to rags overnight It's a wonderful
Tradução: Negro Box Recorder. Qué bello es vivir.
Tradução: Negro Box Recorder. Fábrica de Radio.
