Popscene [Greek translation]

A fervid image of another world

Is nothing in particular now

And imitation comes naturally

But I never really stopped to think how

And everyone is a clever clone

A chrome-covered clone am I

So in the absence of a way of life

Just repeat this again and again and again

Hey, hey, come out tonight

Hey, hey, come out tonight

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Alright

I'm leaving town to run away

Run into your twisted arms

No queues and there's no panic there

Just dangle your feet in the grass

My lack of natural lustre now

Seems to be losing me friends

So in the absence of a way of life

I'll repeat this again and again and again

Hey, hey, come out tonight

Hey, hey, come out tonight

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Hey, hey, come out tonight

Hey, hey, come out tonight

Popscene!

Alright

Hey, hey, come out tonight

Hey, hey, come out tonight

Popscene!

• Artist:Blur