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