Goodbye Seventies

To your credit to the thirty faces you created To your headache, to the shape of the 1980s I'm glad that we don't hear you anymore I'm tired of playing in your fashion war To the lights, to the trend setting in your head Sunday night, tears from youth cults already dead I'm glad that we don't hear you anymore I'm tired of fighting in your fashion war Woah-woah Goodbye Seventies Woah-woah Goodbye Seventies To your credit to the thirty faces you created To your subscription for the million copies of 1980 I'm glad we don't hear you any more I'm tired of losing in your fashion war Woah-woah Goodbye Seventies Woah-woah Goodbye Seventies Woah-woah Goodbye Seventies Woah-woah Goodbye Seventies Hey, hey