Bicycles Lyrics

Service is suspended
Service shall resume
Service, running late again
Service, running smooth

Space becomes so lonely
With these feeling of mistrust
Because the monster in the cupboard
Has made us feel we must

Spot the train, train
Spot a hole
Spot the train
Spot the monster

And everyone's buying bicycles

Cities looking empty
Cities running scared
Cities got new friends
That they cities really cared

The looks are trifle shifty
And their not about to change
'Cos no one likes what they are not
And slowly we're strange

Spot the train, train
Spot a hole
Spot the train
Spot the monster

The quickest route to paradise
Is a short commute to paradise
And a sharp salute to paradise

And everyone's buying bicycles