Pet Shop Boys "Brits" Medley

Lost in the high street, where the dogs run Roaming suburban boys Mother's got her hairdo to be done She says they're too old for toys Let's take a ride And run with the dogs tonight in suburbia You can't hide Run with the dogs tonight In suburbia, in suburbia, in suburbia Boy, it's tough getting on in the world When the sun doesn't shine And a boy needs a girl It's about getting out of a route You need luck but you're stuck And you don't know how Don't have to be A big bucks Hollywood star Don't have to drive A super car to get far Don't have to live A life of power and wealth Don't have to be Beautiful but it helps You need more than a big blank cheque to be a lover or A Gulfstream jet to fly you door to door Somewhere chic on another shore You need more, you need more, you need more You need more, you need more, you need more, you need love I was faced with a choice at a difficult age Would I write a book? Or should I take to the stage? But in the back of my head I heard distant feet Che Guevara and Debussy to a disco beat Maybe I didn't treat you Quite as good as I should Maybe I didn't love you Quite as often as I could Little things I should have said and done I never took the time You were always on my mind You were always on my mind Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied Satisfied (Together) We will go our way (Together) We will leave someday (Together) Your hand in my hand (Together) We will make our plans (Go West) Life is peaceful there (Go West) In the open air (Go West) Where the skies are blue (Go West) This is what we're gonna do Money I bought you drinks, I brought you flowers I read your books and talked for hours Every day so many drinks Such pretty flowers, so tell me What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this? What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this? What have I, what have I, what have I... Since you went away I've been hanging around I've been wondering why I'm feeling down You went away, it should make me feel better But I don't know how I'm gonna get through How I'm gonna get through? All Day, All Day I'm With Stupid All Day, All Day! I'm With Stupid We were never being boring We had too much time to find for ourselves And we were never holding back or worried that Time would come to an end We were always hoping that, looking back You could always rely on a friend When I look back upon my life It's always with a sense of shame I've always been the one to blame For everything I long to do No matter when or where or who Has one thing in common too It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin It's a sin Everything I've ever done Everything I ever do Every place I've ever been Everywhere I'm going to It's a sin! We feel it All around us everyday In the music that we play This is a song About boys and girls You hear it Playing all over the world This is a song About boys and girls You hear it Playing all over the world Sometimes you're better off dead There's a gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head You think you're mad, too unstable Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables In a restaurant in a West End town Call the police, there's a madman around Too many shadows, whispering voices Faces on posters, too many choices If? When? Why? What? How much have you got? Have you got it? Do you get it? If so, how often? Which do you choose A hard or soft option? (How far have you been?) In a West End town, a dead end world The East End boys and West End girls A West End town, a dead end world East End boys, West End girls West End girls West End girls West End girls West End girls Girls West End girls Girls West End girls