Motown - Suede

Tony only reads Asian Babes

Danny’s doing doves down the raves

Terry drinks his money away

Oh god, and his sons play drums all day

On the scene, on the dole

In your eyes, in your soul

The young men, young men

You are the ones, are the scene

Are the sons, are the young men

Young men, Young men

Here we, here we go again

Les says punk isn’t dead

Mick is not impeccably bred

Paul he just can’t get out of bed

Oh god, and Phil’s still off his head

On the scene, on the dole

In your eyes, in your soul

The young men, young men

You are the ones, are the system

Are the sons, are the young men

Young men, young men

Here we, here we go again

On the scene, on the dole

In your eyes, in your soul

The young men, young men

You are the ones, Are the scene

Are the sons, are the young men

Cheating on the wives

All shiny suits and lazy lies

The young men, young men

Insulting everyone, picked up your sister

Kicked your son, the young men

Fighting in the clubs, flash on the streets

Cash in the pubs, the young men

Boozing on the train, p-45's and cheap champagne

The young men, young men

Here we, here we go again