Junk the Morgue
The answer's somewhere, / here's what I reckon: /
Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /
Ooh... /
Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /
Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /
Ooh... /
Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /
(junk, junk, junk...) /
Leave the planet, / junk the morgue. /
Leave the planet, / junk the morgue. /
You can look at the stars. /
Leave the planet...
Writer/s: Bob Stanley / Pete Wiggs