Curse These Long Dancers Legs

Lovers is this what you call romance?

Says baby it’s a game of minds

This window’s seen many faces

With stains of different kinds

Your children lie dead on streets

Wrapped in sweaters that their mothers made

And she said this must be love

But I’d be lying if I didn’t feel the same

And I don’t want to hear about your problems

And I don’t want to hear about your problems

Now everyone will sleep tonight

Now everyone will sleep tonight

Tonight is our own

And in the morning

We’ll give up our autonomy

And then we’ll belong

But the night’s fading quick

And it’s so much to grasp

That it’s not worth thinking about

We gotta change

We gotta look the same

That’s all they want

And I don’t want to hear about your problems

And I don’t want to hear about your problems

Now everyone will sleep tonight

Now everyone will sleep tonight

Wake up to the city where your

Wake up to the city where your

Wake up to the city where your

Wake up to the city where your head lies

To the city where your head lies

And I don’t want to hear about your problems

And I don’t want to hear about your problems

Now everyone will sleep tonight

Now everyone will sleep tonight

Now everyone will sleep tonight

Now everyone will sleep tonight