Buddha Of Suburbia
Living in lies by the railway linePushing the hair from my eyesElvis is English and climbs the hillsCan't tell the bullshit from the liesScreaming along in South LondonVicious but ready to learnSometimes I fear that the whole world is queerSometimes but always in vain
So I'll wait until we're saneWait until we're blessed and all the sameFull of blood, loving life and all it's got to giveEnglishmen going insaneDown on my knees in suburbiaDown on myself in every way
With great expectations I change all my clothesMustn't grumble at silver and goldScreaming above Central LondonNever born, so I'll never get old
So I'll wait until we're saneWait until we're blessed and all the sameFull of blood, loving life and all it's got to giveEnglishmen going insaneDown on my knees in suburbiaDown on myself in every way
Day afterDay afterDayDay afterZane, Zane, ZaneOuvre le chienDay afterDayDay afterZane, Zane, ZaneOuvre le chienDay after