Hollow Victory Songtext

von John Taylor

Who shall I call tonight
Which of my satellites
Who'll be the fantasy of you and me
You're the detector ray
I'll be the king of may
No jumping in the pool
You know the rule

Who'll be my queen for today
If nigel plays the tune
And I don't dance with you
There'll not be much else left to say
This bed's as soft as snow
Dim the lights as we go
Don't scratch my face on the way out

To who will I give this key
The key to this privacy
Work the assembly like we're meant to be
And no hanging out for long
Make no mistake I'm in my prime
But I just don't have the time to make you mine

Who'll be my queen of the hour
Let the old replace the new
Just like in '82
There'll not be much else left to say
This bed's as soft as snow
Dim the lights as we go
And don't scratch my face on the way out

Who'll be my queen of the hour
Let the old replace the new
Just like in '82
There'll not be much else left to say
This bed's as soft as snow
Dim the lights as we go
And don't scratch my face on the way