Panic On The Streets Of London

Panic On The Streets Of Birmingham

I Wonder To Myself

Could Life Ever Be Sane Again

On The Leeds Side Streets That You Slip Down

I Wonder To Myself



Hopes May Rise On The Grasmeres

But Listen Now, You're Not Safe Here

So You Run Down To The Safety Of The Town

But There's Panic On The Streets Of

Carlisle, Dublin, Dundee, Humberside



Burn Down The Disco

Hang The D.J.

Because The Music That They Constantly Play

Says Nothing To Me About My Life

Hang The D.J.

Because The Music They Constantly Play

On The Leeds Side Streets That You Slip Down

On The Provincial Towns That You Jog 'round



Hang The D.J.

Hang The D.J.

Hang The D.J.



Hang The D.J.



(Repeat)