Текст (слова) песни: Gary Numan - The Monday Troop
Final bow In a disused music hall Of laughter and mime The airwave police Were the only Admirers to admire
Sliding sideways in a rusty old Ford The drivers broke down and A young girl screams Walking through rock dreams Tall stories Mobile T.V. radio Nobody came
The station is abandoned Deserted for peace day Some old man said `Just do your best` And I think passed away
My shadow is never far behind And I must find another role to play Visit maskmaker Please bend my mind Someone, no one I really don`t mind Nobody cares
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