Bright Lights

The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights I thought I might move down to London Town I could get in a band, have fun all the year round The living down there must be pretty easy I could rip up my jeans deliberately The streets really must be paved with gold If everybody goes WHAM! and has fun on the dole Imagine what it would be like for me I've seen the pictures in the magazines Because I've been down too long now I don't understand why But something's gotta change soon Because I can't just sit and cry Something better come right Something better come right Something better come right soon Something got to come right Something got to come right Something got to come right soon The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights Something better come right Something better come right Something better come right soon I got down to London and what did I see? A thousand policemen all over the street The people were shouting and looking at me They said 'the Colin Roach's family demand an enquiry' I woke up from a terrible dream I saw millions of people replaced by machines I thought, I've got to change more than my clothes If I want to do something more than just pose I've been down too long now I must go up from here Somethings got to change soon Because I can't just disappear Something's got to come right Something's got to come right Something's got to come right soon Something better come right Something better come right Something better come right soon