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Tired of working, it's going tooSlow, you just had to be there,But you hated to go, downTo the job, where it all feels theSame, thousands of peopleLooking for someone to blame.You and me have got to decide.We'll be lucky if we survive,In the 80's, we must come alive.You're part of the country,So you put in your claim, theyTake your identity and they giveYou a name. They hand youA number and they tell youTo wait. They ask you to comeInside while they're closingThe gate. You and me have gotTo decide. 'Cause we'll be luckyIf we survive, in the 80's, weMust come alive. You and me we've gotTo decide. 'Cause we'll be luckyIf we survive, in the 80's, weMust come alive. Tired ofWorking, it's going too slow, youJust had to be there, but youHated to go, down to the job,SongtexteWhere it all feels the same,Thousands of people who arePlaying their games. You and me have gotTo decide. 'Cause we'll be luckyIf we survive, in the 80's, weMust come alive. Come alive.Come alive. (Woo woo) Come alive.Come alive. Come alive. (Woo woo)Come alive. Come alive. Aus Songtexte Mania