Here my voice is such a lonely soundnOut of key with everyone I hang aroundnDays and weeks go rolling bynUPVC and satellitesnYou know I need to get to the other sidenDo me a favour and take a ridennI’ve got a job when the Summer comesnI’ve got a job when the Christmas comesnI’ve got a job when Saturday comes aroundnnNeed to find out what it’s all aboutnGotta leave, I know the story inside outnSuburban dream, a shopping mallnWell, baby, you can keep it alln‘Cause now I’ve had enough of your stupid facenDo me a favour and give me some space