Lyrics:

News in this city Breaks without pity Long after the war has ended We're still in fatigues Up against it The higher you fly, the further you fall Up against it Wondering why we fought after all Such a cold winter With scenes as slow as Pinter Synchronize your watches There's still time to kill Up against it (Come up against it, ooh) Drinking this swill to sweeten the pill Up against it (Come up against it, ooh) The more that it hurts, the less that it works Wrapped in nostalgia to queue for a show Back to Trafalgar, one kiss, then I'll go So deep in quicklime The bones of an old crime I knew a man who raked them over He's still suffering Up against it (Come up against it, ooh) Buried so deep it gives me the creeps Up against it (Come up against it, ooh) The longer you hate, the more that it grates Up against it (Come up against it, ooh) Look left, then right, so run for your life (Come up against it now) (Really come up against it, ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh) (Come up against it now) (Really come up against it, ooh) (Ooh ooooh) (Come up against it now) (Really come up against it, ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh) (Come up against it now) (Really come up against it, ooh) (Ooh ooooh) (Come up against it now) (Really come up against it, ooh) (Oooooh) (Come up against it now) (Really come up against it, ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh) Up against it The more that it hurts, the less that it works (Oooh - oooh - oooh - oooh - oooh ...)