Well you’re calling to me but I can’t hear you

Cause my ears are angry and they’re full of sinew

And we used to be closer but now I’m pulling away

I’ve got no apologies

And you’re writing about me but I can’t hear it

And there’s something left open and I’m dying to seal it

And if it don’t stop itching, well I’m gonna scratch it till it bleeds

I’ve got no apologies

But like it or not it’s not like that any more

Cause pre-fab and new wave have replaced the boys next door

With the people we were playing it for

And you didn’t die you’re just in hibernation

And your den of choice, well that’s the classic rock station

See you’re living in a heyday when you held the nation at bay

You gotno apologies

See you’re no longer ground breaking you’re just mildly amusing

When you shock me to grab me but in the long run you’re loosing

When you’re shock wears off your money’s gonna fall away

I’ve got no apologies

But like it or not it’s not like that any more

Cause pre-fab and new wave have replaced the boys next door

With the people we were playing it for

So wake up, wake up, wake up little Suzzie

I am no longer angry I’m just lonely and moody

But there was a time and a place where that was more than I could ever need

I’ve got no apologies