Everybody in the fun house
Says they want out
But we're taking our time
'Cos we're in love with time

Whole generations thinking of themselves
As infidels and pop stars
While the bomb loses patience
We line up and just lean against the bar

Stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love
Stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love

Caught in the headlights
Wide-eyed and ready to receive
We are the dead life
Locked in dogfights, lost in disbelief

And these dark days
Make the nights seem brighter than they are
So while Fleet Street rolls and the moon glows
In the fun house the fun starts

Stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love
We're stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love, love, love
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We are the dead life
We are the dead life
So come on, come on

Born in the half-light of threats and bribes
In a hopeless porn parade
We get the dog's life, tidbits train us
What to wear, what not to say

When you're footloose and you just feel limbless
Life gets in the way
So we get loaded or totally legless
But stay the same

Stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love
We're stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love, love
We're stone cold sober and looking for bottles of love
We're stone cold sober and looking, looking
So come on, come on

We are the dead life
We are the dead life
We are the dead life
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