Silicon chips make choices with stolen voices, but you have only stolen your party dress. And us our synthesizers. In these towns that despise us, tonight the stars disguise us, synchronize us.

 

Everything old is new tonight. Everyone young is blue tonight. Everything we do tonight is wrong, wrong, wrong.

 

And you belong with us. You belong with us...

 

Dancing at all-night raves or ice cold in shallow graves or sleeping on speeding trains with our mouths full of novocaine.

 

Everything old is new tonight. Everyone young is blue tonight. Everything we do tonight is wrong, wrong, wrong.

 

And you belong with us. You belong with us...

 

Where are you?