歌曲名 Stars

歌手名 Buzzcocks

He wants to cry until the stars

In his eyes are really dead

He cries until the stars in

His eyes are dead

He wants to cry until the stars in

His eyes are really dead

He cries until the stars in his

Eyes are dead

He cries until the stars in

His eyes are dead

He is poised to a very

Strange degree

Wrapped up in emotional

Imagery

Small and senseless on

An alter ego trip

He wants to alter your

Every ego trip

Nothing special nothing to see me

Nothing doing nothing with me

Nothing much and nothing

To do with me

He wants to cry until the stars

In his eyes are really dead

He cries until the stars in his

Eyes are dead

He wants to cry until the stars

In his eyes are really dead

He cries until the stars in

His eyes are dead

He cries until the stars in

His eyes are dead

He is awash in competing theories

He's glad to be out of the house

It's that time of the evening

I need to have some feeling

I'm on the surface tension

No pretension

Keeps you going gets

You nowhere

Present tense in the worst

Person singular

He wants to cry until the stars

In his eyes are really dead

He cries until the stars in

His eyes are dead

He wants to cry until the stars

In his eyes are really dead

He cries until the stars in his

Eyes are dead

He cries until the stars in his

Eyes are dead

Because the message is

Cheap and exhilarating

Now he's slobbering on the glass

A sexistic boy having a

World wide wank

He says well that's very

Punk of me

Nothing special

Nothing to see me

Nothing doing nothing with me

Nothing much and nothing

To do with me

He wants to cry until the stars in

His eyes are really dead

He cries until the stars in

His eyes are dead

He wants to cry until the stars

In his eyes are dead