(Marianne Faithfull, Joe Maverty)



Free souls don't live in suburbia (suburbia)

I was stranded, stranded, I must have been blind

Self preservation, the only way to attack (attack attack attack attack)

Chinese numbers tattoed on my back



We were victims of the present time

Juvenile delinquents, fallen angels

Played the part without relief

Broken hearts like leaves on the street

Self preservation, the only way to attack (attack attack attack attack)

Chinese numbers tattoed on my back



Well I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile



We were searching, searching for a space

Living for a moment, just a moment

Take what we wanted, don't seem much

Time for time to sit and watch

Self preservation, the only way to attack (attack attack attack attack)

Chinese numbers tattoed on my back



Well I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile



Free souls don't live in suburbia (suburbia)

I was stranded, stranded, I must have been blind



I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile

I'm in self-imposed exile



We were searching, searching for a space

Living for a moment, just a moment

We were searching, searching for a space

Living for a moment, for a moment

We were searching, searching for a space

Living for a moment, just a moment

We were searching, searching for a space

Living for a moment, for a moment

We were searching, searching for a space

Living for a moment, just a moment

We were searching, searching for a space

Living for a moment, for a moment ...