New moon coming up
City girl ease your brain
Please don't wrap your mood to steal away in vain
This space cowboy's on a mission
Not taking the pike
Preparing for admission while wondering what it's like
To lose a lot, to win a great war
To dress in drag to own the sea shore
Until we lost in 87
To lose alot to be much adored
To dress in drag to own the dancefloor
And to be lost in 87

Full moon coming up chaos is the poetry
Please don't grab the mood to kill our chemistry
This crash test dummy's on a mission not a sympathy strike
Preparing for collision while wondering what it's like 
To lose  a lot to win a great war
To dress in drag to own the sea shore
And to be lost in 87
To lose a lot to be much adored
To dress in drag  to own the dancefloor
Until we lost in 87

To lose  alot to win a great war
To dress in drag to own the sea shore
Until we lost in 87
To lose a lot to be much adored
To dress in drag to own the dancefloor
Until we lost in 87
Until we lost in 87