East London's not a bomb site
It is a treasure chest
We use our penguin costumes
More than our evening dress
She said I [bad word] over
Though the music's not my type
Don't you know I'd chop a limb off
Just to have a good time
  [bad word] 
Shut up and move with me, move with me
Or get out of my face
I didn't queue for an hour to leave straight away
Shut up and stay with me, stay with me or, or let go of my hand
The lasers fill our minds with empty plans
I never knew I was a techno fan

This is not a weird weekend
It's an angry wormhole
I'm talking like a city boy
And drinking with a northern soul
She said I [bad word] over
Though there's carnage at times
It still seems I'd chop a limb off
Before I put up a fight
  [bad word]  
We are the 1980s
We are the detroit lights
And I never wanna I never wanna see this stop
I'm in debt to you
So don't feed me plant food
  [bad word]