Wait and see
How empty we can be
Wait and see
Hand in hand
Running like the sand
Hand in hand
And if the sound of waves
Becomes a lake of tears
Wait and see
How empty we can be
Oh your arcane lies are over now
Ban*ler now and older still
And your princeling siblings
Take their pills
Wear their thrills and younger than
Wait and See
How empty we can be
Wait and see
They spool on to the part
Where he takes her to the park
And they ride home in the dark
On a milk float
If they would not give in
To the sentimental spin
Of the juke box jive
They grew up with
Underground
I'm going underground
Over you
Bakerloo
I'm goign home on you
Bakerloo
She kissed me with her eyes
While she told me lies
Wait and see
How empty we can be
Wait and see