Bright Young Things - Pet Shop Boys

Lucy’s wearing vintage

Boys in rented tux

Safety pins for cuff links

Please dance with me

The party’s still in full swing

And you’re such a bright young thing

Nancy’s got a monkey

On a silver chain

Pose for Stephen’s camera

Then dance with me

Forget what the future brings

Surrounded by bright young things

Sometimes a party’s a port in a storm

No one feels weary

Or lost and forlorn

Listen the nightingale sings

In Berkeley Square

The bright young things

Are flying on chemical wings

Intent on their one last flings

Tonight

It’s time

It’s time

It’s time

It’s time

When I get you home there’ll be sunlight on your bed

Close your eyes and drift off imagining

The promise of a diamond ring

You the queen and I your king

Sometimes a party’s a port in a storm

You won’t feel weary

Or lost and forlorn

Listen the nightingale sings

In Berkeley Square

The bright young things

Are flying on chemical wings

Share with me one last fling

Tonight

It’s time

Bright young things

Bright young things

Nightingale sings