Cry
Godley & Creme
Life`s a poor man, always waitin`
No direction, almost lost
there`s a hurricane blowin` around this old world
On these cruel seas, we get tossed Here we go
Constitution, words of passion
Revolution from the past
The dogs are howling outside my window
Time is runnin`, runnin` fast Oh I don`t know, no
Take me down