Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Up In the Eighties , by - City Boy. Song from the album The Day the Earth Caught Fire, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 25.01.2011
Record label: Rdeg
Song language: English
Up In the Eighties |
| Too hot but not too hot to care |
| I’m sitting pretty by my Frigidaire |
| And it’s good to breathe the midnight air |
| One more mosquito bite before we get (before we get) |
| To bed |
| I’m on the payroll but I’m off the street |
| You can’t disturb a fool’s reality |
| When there’s a place i n town where they don’t even |
| Serve you or me |
| We’d have to sit outside and drink all night to rescue |
| The economy |
| Up in the Eighties, where it’s hard to breathe |
| Up in the Eighties, and it’s harder to leave you alone |
| Too close to Heaven to believe I’m here at all |
| Must be the weather |
| I got no more use for the radio |
| The whole world ended just an hour ago |
| And there’s a lot of people waking up with egg in their |
| Eyes |
| We’ll charge the refugees a grand apiece to camp out in |
| Our paradise |
| Up in the Eighties, where it’s hard to breathe |
| Up in the Eighties, and it’s harder to leave you alone |
| Too close to Heaven to believe I’m here at all |
| Must be the weather |
| (Up) in the Eighties, where it’s harder to breathe |
| In the Eighties, and it’s harder to leave you alone |
| Close to Heaven to believe I’m here at all |
| In the Eighties, (Must there be no air to breathe!) |