That change
It's the expression on your face
It's just something
It's the expre—
Expression on your face
This love and hate
To this— To-to this place
50p chance it's a mistake
Better not hope that bridge won't break
It's the wrong taste, don't waste that change
It's the expression on your face
It's a thin line, this love and hate
And this line ties me to this place
Better not hope that bridge won't break
It's the wrong tastе, don't waste that change
It's the еxpression on your face
Reality sinks to decay
Really is this no other way?
It's the expression on your face
It's the expre—, expression on your face
I'm touched by nobody
I show affection to the floor (Floor, floor)
I can't stop the music
But I know how to play along (La-la, la)
No one seems to notice
Some things gone missing from the cloakroom (Losing control, help, oh)
Escape through the backdoor
Walk through the city all alone
They all stare at me, but I don't care at all
I'm being followed, but I know my stalkers
Won't let them see me fall
But this one time I might let it rock
Black boots in uniform, behind the wall
Out in the hallway, back and forth
Disco soldiers going out to war
Can't wait to go home, carried out by force
And to you so-called pop-stars
I give my deepest condolences for your lost cause
R.I.P to those fallen off the charts
I know they're looking down on us (It's the expression on your f—)
I'm touched by nobody
I show affection to the floor (Floor, floor)
I can't stop the music
But I know how to play along (Oh-oh, oh)
No one seems to notice
Some things gone missing from the cloakroom
Escape through the backdoor
Walk through the city all alone
That change
It's the expression on your face
It's just something
It's the expre—
Expression on your face
This love and hate
To this— To-to this place
50p chance it's a mistake
Better not hope that bridge won't break
It's the wrong taste, don't waste that change
It's the expression on your face
It's a thin line, this love and hate
And this line ties me to this place
Better not hope that bridge won't break
It's the wrong tastе, don't waste that change
It's the еxpression on your face
Reality sinks to decay
Really is this no other way?
It's the expression on your face
It's the expre—, expression on your face
I'm touched by nobody
I show affection to the floor (Floor, floor)
I can't stop the music
But I know how to play along (La-la, la)
No one seems to notice
Some things gone missing from the cloakroom (Losing control, help, oh)
Escape through the backdoor
Walk through the city all alone
They all stare at me, but I don't care at all
I'm being followed, but I know my stalkers
Won't let them see me fall
But this one time I might let it rock
Black boots in uniform, behind the wall
Out in the hallway, back and forth
Disco soldiers going out to war
Can't wait to go home, carried out by force
And to you so-called pop-stars
I give my deepest condolences for your lost cause
R.I.P to those fallen off the charts
I know they're looking down on us (It's the expression on your f—)
I'm touched by nobody
I show affection to the floor (Floor, floor)
I can't stop the music
But I know how to play along (Oh-oh, oh)
No one seems to notice
Some things gone missing from the cloakroom
Escape through the backdoor
Walk through the city all alone