Gary Numan
The Monday Troop
[Verse 1]
Final bow
In a disused music hall
Of laughter and mime

The airwave police
Were the only admirers
To admire

Sliding sideways in a rusty old ford
The driver's broken down
And the old girl screams

Walking through wrong dreams
Tall stories
Mobile TV
Radio
Nobody came

[Verse 2]
The station is abandoned
Deserted for "Peace Day"

Some old man said
'Just do your best'
And I think passed away
And my shadow is never far behind
And I must find
Another role to play

Visit maskmaker
Please bend my mind
Someone
No-one
I really don't mind
Nobody cares