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Invitations coming on the telephone

From the concrete jungle, from a distant zone

So we talk it over and decide to go

There are children crying on the radio

They were people dancing on a night clear

There were crying babies, there were morning tears

When I heard you mama I began to feel

Irritation tearing at my souvenirs

Nightshift

Nightshift

Invitations coming on the telephone

From another station in a different zone

In the silent evening you are ready to go

There are children crying on the radio

Well the people come and then the people go

And their face is melting on the video

When I stared at you the wind began to blow

And you never found what you were looking for

Nightshift

Nightshift

Children crying on the radio (x3)

Radio, radio, radio, radio…

Nightshift

Nightshift

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