Lyrics

Where will we go when they’ve turned off the lights?
And where will we go when they’ve shut down the noise?
And where will we go when they’ve turned churches into luxury flats?

Where will we find the next Bohemians?
And where will we find our lovers and best friends?
And where will find ourselves lost in the dark?

Nostalgia’s dead! The world keeps on turning.
Nostalgia’s dead! The world keeps on burning.
Don't you turn your head, don't you waste your breath.

Will they turn off living dead life support?
And must we sing the same old songs again?
And will we mourn for the future or the past?

The world turning on its axis like a discoball,
The world turning on its axis like a discoball,
The world turning on its axis like a discoball,
The world turning on its axis like a discoball,
The world turning on its axis like a discoball,
The world turning on its axis,
Turning on its axis,
Turning on its…

Nostalgia’s dead! The world keeps on turning.
Nostalgia’s dead! The world keeps on burning.
Don't you turn your head, don't you waste your breath.
Nostalgia’s dead!

Where will we go when they’ve turned off the lights?
And where will we go when they’ve shut down the noise?
And will we mourn for the future or the past?