Metropolis

Every day, it's just the same bad news
The paperboy cried in the rain
The headlines got me feeling so confused
And it's driving the kids insane, yeah

She's asleep on the table, Café-de-Plaisir
She don't even know how she got in here
She working by day for the government police
At night, she's out running with anarchists

There's gonna be a showdown, boy
Livin' with the rhythm of the paranoid
There's gonna be a showdown boy
Livin' with the rhythm of the paranoid
Let's go

They all come to the Palace Gardens
To pose for the Sunday News spread
Political leaders and trade union speakers
They're leaving us all for dead

There's gonna be a showdown, boy
Livin' with the rhythm of the paranoid
There's gonna be a showdown, boy
Livin' with the rhythm of the paranoid
Go

Live on, live on, live on, live on, live on...