All over El Cerrito hair gets combed in tangles down
And every radio's aligned onto the finest sound
Look out for love lost when the lights are changing
All last year's cassettes together melted on the ground
All over London, England young lines take the old lines on
The notices I never thought would be sent out have arrived
(this next part is played under "out have arrived")
The notices I never thought would be sent out have arrived
Why can't we throw them in the faces that say we may not survive
Why can't we cruise the night alive? You drive.