| Post office clerk puts up signs saying: «Position closed»
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| And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats
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| Janitors padlock the gate for security guards to patrol
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| And bachelors call up their friends for a drink
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| While the married ones turn on a chat show
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| They will all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
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| And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
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| The needle returns to the start of the song
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| And we all sing along like before
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| And we’ll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
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| Telephone exchanges click while there’s nobody there
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| The Martians could land in the car park and no one would care
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| Closed circuit cameras in department stores
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| Shoot the same movies every day
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| And the stars of these films neither die or get killed
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| They survive constant action replay
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| And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
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| The needle returns to the start of the song
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| And we all sing along like before
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| And we’ll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
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| By five o’clock everything’s dead
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| And every third car is a cab
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| Ignorant people sleep in their beds
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| Like the doped white mice in the college lab
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| And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
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| The needle returns to the start of the song
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| And we all sing along like before
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| And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
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| The needle returns to the start of the song
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| And we all sing along like before
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| And we’ll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
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| We’ll, we’ll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
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| Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all |