On a mission through the night, sounds and actions, flashing lights. Don’t care what time’s on the clock, hear the discotheque tick tock.
[BRIDGE] Oh, before they play the final tune, and I’m standing alone in a crowded room:
[CHORUS] Is there anyone out there? Is there anyone out there? There must be somebody somewhere, is there anyone out there?
What’s the point in going home to a silent answerphone? Smoking cigarettes in bed, noises ringing in your head..
[repeat bridge]
[repeat chorus]
Is there anyone out there? There must be somebody somewhere, is there anyone out there?
Is there anyone out there? Is there anyone out there?
[repeat to fade]
