city's breaking down on a camels back. they just have to go 'cos they don't hold back, so all you fill the streets its appealing to see, you won't get out the county, 'cos you're bad and free. you've got a new horizon. it's ephemeral style. a melancholy town where we never smile. and all i wanna hear is the message beep. my dreams, they've got to kiss, because i don't get sleep, no..