Empty Club

I turned up late on a Saturday night You had your headphones on and the only light Came from the slow deleted history

I dropped my guard, you can do the same We can go hard then ease the pain With tomorrow's DVDs

Would you do that for me? Would you do that for me? Would you just turn and walk away?

In an empty club Song is the sun In the dim light of deleting histories Never to be seen again

Now the pylon stance in a tug of war In every town, feel the chemical roar Of a congregation leaving in their drawers

As the lights go down on Saturday night And the fires of Sunday begin their fight With tomorrow's personnel

Would you do that for me? Would you do that for me? Would you just turn and walk away?

In an empty club Song is the sun In the dim light of deleting histories Never to be seen again