Take to the skies, build us a new heaven Of worthless lies, from a new spokesperson Anything for gold, you'll do anything for gold You'll do anything you're told
What happened to all the good love songs on the radio? Where do we go when the music's gone And there's nothing to hold onto?
Take to the streets, with paper magazines The song's still playing, but your lips aren't moving Anything for love, you'll do anything for love You'll do anyone for love
What happened to all the good love songs on the radio? Where do we go when the music's gone And there's nothing to hold onto? And there's nothing to hold onto? And there's nothing to hold onto? Don't leave, don't leave, no
Founded utopia out of a garden Then they built a fence in between them
Founded utopia out of a garden Then they built a fence in between them
Founded utopia out of a garden Then they built a fence in between them Now they only let the pretty ones in