Verse
                                          Every sweet little lie ever whispered to you now rings [bad word]                                                                              
                                           No need to wake the sleeping dogs when they'll just turn on you
                                            I'll make my way instead to the foots of your ivory tower
                                                                                
                                    But no love do I find there amongst the leaves and the dying flowers
 [bad word] What became of the lover in you
                    Beat the swine black and blue
             You and I, me and you
                     What became of the lover in you
                      What became of the lover in you

Verse
The Thames and the Mersey, the Thyne and the Wear and the Clyde
They spew slums like gravey on the banks of the poisonous tyde
They washed up the pale thin girl, alone in her ivory tower
Scratching her skin with the thorns that grow on the stems of the wild flower
 [bad word] What became of the lover in you
Beat the swine black and blue
You and I, me and you
What became of the lover in you

What became of the working class
Nike, Reebok, Adidas,
Scratch cards, pimples, ecstasy
Hooray fo the 21st Century (5x)

Bridge
                                             Living in a looking glass as the beauty of life goes by
                                    You're going to be so old, you're going to be so old
Your skin so cold
                  Hooray for the 21st Century(x8)