Garden City - Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark

You’ll never know, you never really know

When it’s gonna, when it’s gonna turn out…

I wanna live in a garden city

Marble and glass between heaven and hell

I wanna dream when the lights go down

I wanna save my soul don’t wanna fuck around

Trading heaven for a living in a city made of gold

I wanna be where the seasons change

Where you never just know when Christmas comes

Just to lie in a prison with our fingers on the buttons

Making crazy, crazy, crazy beneath the burning sun

Trading heaven for a living in the palace of the old

Just know, never just know, never just know

When we’re gonna come back…

All of my friends could come around

And I never really worry when Christmas comes

And we’ll really have some parties and we’ll really tell some stories

We’re so crazy, crazy, crazy beneath the burning sun

Trading heaven for a living when your future is as good as sold

Trading heaven for a living when we’ll never, never, never grow old

He doesn’t know, doesn’t really know

Doesn’t ever really know (you never really know)

He’s gonna come back

When he’s going to turn out

I wanna live in a garden city

I wanna live in a garden city

I wanna live in a garden city

I wanna live in a garden city