Subculture — текст песни (New Order)

I like walking in the park

When it gets late at night

I move `round in the dark

And leave when it gets light

I sit around by day

Tied up in chains so tight

These crazy words of mine

So wrong they could be

What do I get out of this?

I always try, I always miss

One of these days youll go back to your home

You wont even notice that you are alone

One of these days when you sit by yourself

Youll realise you cant shaft without someone else

In the end you will submit

Its got to hurt a little bit



I like talking in my sleep

When people work so hard

They need what they cant keep

A choice that leaves them scarred

A room without a view

Unveils the truth so soon

And when the sun goes down

Youve lost what you had

What do I get out of this?

I always try, I always miss

One of these days youll go back to your home

You wont even notice that you are alone

One of these days when you sit by yourself

Youll realise you cant shaft without someone else

In the end you will submit

Its got to hurt a little bit