Tekstovi: Ultravox. Satday Night In The City Of The Dead.

Fat guy jets by, bony in a Zodiac
Picking up trouble, maybe looking for a heart attack
All-night boys in the Piccadilly arcade
Boozy losers cruise tricks trawling for some rough trade

Satday night
Satday night
Satday night in the city of the dead
Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head?
Too many memories are buried in your bed
Satday night in the city of the dead

Stand in the dole queue, face like a statue
Laugh like a maniac, walk like a king too
Spike hair, don't care, Oxfam outlaw
Rat band rips it out, you're buzzing like a chainsaw

Satday night
Satday night
Satday night in the city of the dead
Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head?
Too many memories are buried in your bed
Satday night in the city of the dead

High-rise reptile sucking on a cigarette
Ripped suit, zip boots, dancing like an insect
Tottenham Court Road litter skitters in the wind
The city's pretty dead but the night's still alive

Satday night
Satday night
Satday night in the city of the dead
Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head?
Too many memories are waiting in your bed
Satday night in the city of the dead

Satday night
Satday night
Satday night
Satday night in the city of the dead