Written by D. Newman -Published by Scalehand Ltd.

We're all gonna live out the Hollywood dream

Everything's gonna be just what it seems

Gonna find a better way to run our cars

All through the Eighties

'Cause the race is on, we're gonna land on Mars

All through the Eighties

The Video Screen will open up the door

All through the Eighties

Information - there'll be more and more

All through the Eighties

Will the man on the street finally know the score 



But I saw a kid with no smile on his face today

Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say

I've lost my hope there isn't anywhere to play

(Pull up the trees and put up a parking lot) 



The play's been written we'll all be in the cast

All through the Eighties

And our feet are gonna point away from the past

All through the Eighties

Will supersonic travel be our ticket to ride

We'll have cruise missiles, they think as they fly 



But I saw a kid with no smile on his face today

Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say

I've lost my hope there isn't anywhere to play

(Pull up the trees and put up a parking lot) 



Time will go and the years fly by

All through the Eighties

And we'll have another slice of American Pie

All through the Eighties

Credit card living, push button cash

All through the Eighties

We'll pay our money and we'll take our trash

All through the Eighties

And another generation will "Talk about their Generation" 



But I saw a kid with no smile on his face today

Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say

I've lost my hope there isn't anywhere to play

(Pull up the trees and put up a parking lot)

I saw a kid with no smile on his face today

Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say

I saw a kid with no smile on his face today

Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say

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