Living in lies by the railway line

Pushing the hair from my eyes

Elvis is English and climbs the hills

Can't tell the bullshit from the lies

Screaming along in South London

Vicious but ready to learn

Sometimes I fear that the whole world is queer

Sometimes but always in vain

So I'll wait until we're sane

Wait until we're blessed and all the same

Full of blood, loving life and all it's got to give

Englishmen going insane

Down on my knees in Suburbia

Down on myself in every way

With great expectations I change all my clothes

Mustn't grumble at silver and gold

Screaming above Central London

Never bored, so I'll never get old

So I'll wait until we're sane

Wait until we're blessed and all the same

Full of blood, loving life and all it's got to give

Englishmen going insane

Down on my knees in suburbia

Down on myself in every way

Day after, day after day, day after

Zane, Zane, Zane, Ouvre le chien

Day after day, day after

Zane, Zane, Zane, Ouvre le chien

Day after