Lyrics:

(Attention! Attention!
Trente-neuf, quarante)
Imagine a war which everyone won
Permanent holiday in endless sun
Peace without wisdom, one steals to achieve
Relentlessly, pretending to believe
Attitudes are materialistic, positive or frankly realistic
Which is terribly old-fashioned, isn't it?
Or isn't it?
(DJ Culture) Dance with me
(DJ Culture) Let's pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end
(DJ Culture DJ D)
Let's pretend we won a war
Like a football match, ten-nil the score
Anything's possible, we're on the same side
Or otherwise on trial for our lives
I've been around the world for a number of reasons
I've seen it all, the change of seasons
And I, my Lord, may I say nothing?
(DJ Culture) Dance with me
(DJ Culture) Let's pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end (DJ Culture)
(DJ Culture) Dance with me
(DJ Culture) Let's pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Wondering who's your friend (DJ Culture)
Now as a matter of pride
Indulge yourself, your every mood
No feast-days, or fast-days, or days of abstinence intrude
Consider for a minute who you are (consider/who you are)
What you'd like to change, never mind the scars (change)
Bury the past, empty the shelf (bury the past)
Decide it's time to reinvent yourself (it's time)
Like Liz before Betty, she after Sean
Suddenly your missing, then you're reborn
And I, my Lord, may I say nothing?
(DJ Culture)
(DJ Culture)
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end
(DJ Culture) Dance with me
(DJ Culture) Let's pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Wondering who's your friend
(DJ Culture) And I, my Lord,
(DJ Culture) May I say nothing?
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end (DJ Culture)
(Attention! Attention!)