Saturday Night in the City of the Dead — текст песни (Ultravox)

(Right..)
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 cruising maybe trawling for some rough trade

Sat`day night
Sat`day night
Sat`day 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
Sat`day night in the City of the Dead

Stands in the dole queue, face like a statue
Laugh like a maniac, walk like a king too
Spiked hair, don`t care, Oxfam outlaw
Rap band rips it out, you`re buzzing like a chainsaw

(Chorus)

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 nights are still alive

(Chorus)

Sat`day night
Sat`day night
Sat`day night
Sat`day night in the city of the dead

Sat`day night

(Repeat and fade)