New Precision - Be Bop Deluxe

With new precision the golden days return

The lovers prison, the kingdom of the worm

Driving through empty towns, pass me a cigarette

I think that it could rain, in time we all forget

Your tape-recorder-heart spins through a hundred feelings

The program for tonight to send my senses reeling

Beyond the final portal, behind the iron gates

Our lady of illusion, the guardian demon waits, she waits

Beware the falling ones, don’t look into their eyes

See what tomorrow brings, a hint of genocide

This is the last resort, the world is closing down

Now is the dying season, let’s walk into the sea

Let’s walk into the sea

Let’s walk into the sea

Let’s walk into the sea

Let’s walk into the sea

Let’s walk into the sea