[Verse 1]
Where do I see the light?
It's all gone dead in a way
'Cos more or less I get on by
My made up thing on the day
Oh Lord, can a stone
Be ballast for an aching soul?
Just learning how to know your mind
No hiding out on the way back

[Chorus]
To get out before I'm feeling
You just blow them all away
It's eighties' life
But it all looks good on you

[Post-Chorus]
Bop, bop, bop-bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop-bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop-bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop-bop bop
Bop, bop, bop-bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop-bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop-bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
[Verse 3]
Suddenly police run out
Now the hope is found in a sound
'Cos I don't want to live a war
That's got no end in our time

[Chorus]
Call it living in this country
Calling it missing dawn patrol
It's eighties' life
And it's all gone right on you