Lyrics

where do i see the light, it's all gone dead in a way, cos more or less and get on by, my made up thing on the day, oh lord can a stone, be ballest for an aching soul, just learning how to know your mind, no hiding out on the way back, to get out before i'm feeling, you just blow them all away, it's eighties life, but it all looks good on you, suddenly police run out, and hope is found in a sound, cos i don't want to live a war, that's got no end in our time, call it living in this country, calling it missing dawn patrol, it's eighties life, and it's all gone right on you

Song details

Artist: good, the bad & the queen, the