Stranded in suburbia For 25 odd years And all the things you used to do Come back on a wave of tears But there’s a Hacienda out there somewhere Or a Studio 54 Sometimes it’s very necessary...
To hit the floor, floor, floor, floor...
Captive to the ordinary For longer than you care You played by all those sacred rules But now it doesn’t really seem fair That he left you there at midlife He walked right out the door Ignore time’s hand And make your stand...
And hit the floor, floor, floor, floor...
The night hasn’t meant What it used to mean For so long - for so long
Stranded in suburbia For 25 odd years And all the things you used to do Come back on a wave of tears But there’s a Hacienda out there somewhere Or a Studio 54 Sometimes it’s very necessary...
To hit the floor, floor, floor, floor...
The night hasn’t meant What it used to mean For so long - for so long...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.