All the boys who called their mothers on that day Were no tough bunch but they had the nerves to go and say That all your secrets were drowned
With the pioneers who were flooded from this town They packed their bags only moments too late With the pounding waves crashing up against The weakened water gates
'Cause dire times call for dire faces So lovely dancer call a dancer Trade our places in the night We're running barefoot, you and I Dead lovers salivate Broken hearts tessellate tonight
And all the kids who cut their knees on that old schoolyard fence Were holding out for posterity and self-defense Before we beat them down again
There's no fun in playing cowboys for pretend We showed them what the backs of our hands is for The divide is clear in the coming year The rich will take the poor
'Cause dire times call for dire faces So lovely dancer, call a dancer Trade our places in the night We're running barefoot, you and I Dead lovers salivate Broken hearts tessellate tonight
Writer/s: DAVID THOMAS MONKS, GRAHAM FRASER WRIGHT, GREGORY JARRETT ALSOP, JOSHUA G HOOK
Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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In Gary Numan's "Cars," the message is that cars lead to a mechanical society devoid of personal interaction. This didn't stop automakers from using it in commercials. Both Nissan and Oldsmobile have used it in ads.