Lyrics:

I'm working for the dogs in the city
Your mind was strong but your body was weak
Now the body's here but the mind has snuffed it
I think it's time that somebody stopped it

On the screen there's a boy with no name
It looks like like you, but it's just not the same
Yeah, you're so damn gone, I can barely see ya
It must be a double at the BBC
Oh, yeah...

In the city (in the disco)
Think you're pretty (???)
It's a shithole (you're a hero)
(You're a freak-oh...)

Just when I think I'm getting the knack
I'll see you and have a panic attack
Now I'm an acrobat on the channel changer
And it seems I'm out of danger
Yeah....

In the city (in the disco)
Think you're pretty (???)
It's a shithole (you're a hero)
(You're a freak-oh...)