Martins de Souza

City's breaking down on a camel's back

They just have to go 'cos they don't know wack

So all you fill the streets it's appealing to see

You won't get out the county, 'cos you're bad and free

You've got a new horizon it's ephemeral style

A melancholy town where we never smile

And all I wanna hear is the message beep

My dreams, they've got to kiss, because I don't get sleep, no