Fraud in The '80s - Mates of State

Don’t put your hand in the pockets that feed you

You might not get it out

Remember the weight of the yellowish night

No cat is for this dull world

I spent a long time trying to see through

People trying to call me out

Remember the weight of the glorious night

That’s just so we drink it in

See the glow up above

See it glow telling us to reign the streets of London

Like the lords of other towns

The glistening of make-up helps to construct a better clown

And you will surely find this news pleasing to your ears

See the glow up above

See it glow telling us it rained the streets of London

Like it pours on other towns

But the glistening of make-up helps to construct a better clown

And you will surely find this news pleasing to your ears

You can surely try to be more alive