Lyrics
Well outside on the street at 5am you know the world has a different face
And at dawn in the park as the sunbeams break, the drunks sing amazing grace
While the ladies of the night take flight as a big bright light comes crashing
down
You and I put the world to rights, in this forgotten little part of town
Well I heard that they say that the traffic wardens dances dick van Dyke does
Throwing shapes around parking meters, to adored rapturous applause
Singing 5 part harmonies and jumping over cars while others dare to sleep
With this city is my playground, yeah my circus is my street
Singing now, woah the future’s not what it used to be
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light
Woah the future’s not what it used to be
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light
When they came to collect the names of the lads who want to sign up for the army
They said they wanna grow up to be a G, gave up on trying be like dad the sparky
Why run around 360, like a dog chasing his tail
Or the schoolgirls dressed like hookers, the hookers dressed like schoolgirls
Singing now, woah the future’s not what it used to be
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light
Woah the future’s not what it used to be
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light
Killing and drilling, well it’s all they understand
In the Middle East and Afghanistan
They fight over turf, they fight over land
If you give them a ting-a-ling
While their trigger finger lingers
With the second gun slingers
They fight over that
There’s no unity, just to you and and me
Trying to keep our head above the lunacy
It’s just the way we’re living
And we will never give in
To this -ism schism prison
That all men and women live in
They war over guns, they war over god
War over land and they war over drugs
They war, they war, they war over love
War over which god watches from above
They war over oil, they war over race
Some of them are warring just to save face
They war, they war, they war over debt
If it’s a war they want, it’s a war they’ll get
Singing now, woah the future’s not what it used to be
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light
Woah the future’s not what it used to be
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light