Up In the Eighties

歌詞

Broughton-Mason-Thomas Too hot but not too hot to care I'm sitting pretty by my Frigidaire And it's good to breathe the midnight air One more mosquito bite before we get (before we get) To bed I'm on the payroll but I'm off the street You can't disturb a fool's reality When there's a place i n town where they don't even serve you or me We'd have to sit outside and drink all night to rescue the economy Up in the Eighties, where it's hard to breathe Up in the Eighties, and it's harder to leave you alone Too close to Heaven to believe I'm here at all Must be the weather I got no more use for the radio The whole world ended just an hour ago And there's a lot of people waking up with egg in their eyes We'll charge the refugees a grand apiece to camp out in our paradise Up in the Eighties, where it's hard to breathe Up in the Eighties, and it's harder to leave you alone Too close to Heaven to believe I'm here at all Must be the weather (Up) in the Eighties, where it's harder to breathe in the Eighties, and it's harder to leave you alone close to Heaven to believe I'm here at all In the Eighties, (Must there be no air to breathe!)