You'll hide among the covers and wave as the aeroplanes go by,
There's nothing to say when you sleep all day, but bye-bye.

Your mind will find another, and that's where the days have gone,
And all you can hear is a stereo somewhere playing a pig-of-a-song

And you'll know her, know her, when she comes.
When you turn the light out, light out, she'll come.

She called you from across the city, you hired a car to crawl,
But with the high rise still in your eyes you wonder who's out there at all.

And you'll know her, know her, when she comes.
When you turn the light out, light out, she'll come.
When you turn the light out, she'll come.

Stop making me older, start making me new

• Another No One
• Bentswood Boys
• Duchess
• Europe is Our Playground
• Every Monday Morning Come
• Every Monday Morning Comes
• Graffiti Women
• Have You Ever Been This Low?
• He's Dead
• High Rising
• Jumble Sale Mums
• Killing of a Flash Boy
• Killing of a Freshboy
• Modern Boys
• Money
• My Dark Star
• My Insatiable One
• Sadie
• Sound of The Streets
• The Big Time
• The Living Dead
• These Are The Sad Songs
• This Time
• To The Birds
• Together
• W. S. D.
• Where The Pigs Don't Fly
• Whipsnade