W.B.T.

(Can you hear my heart beating, tonight)

In a club called Oh No
We murdered White Boy Techno
In a club called Here We Go Again
We pulled the plugs on so-so
We pulled the plugs on so-so
We pulled the plugs…

In a bag from Littlewoods
We left white sheep like Bobo
In a club called called Tombstone
We left white sheep like Bobo

Now a light shines on the ground
Like the moon on a sundial
Points to two o’clock
When the drug just starts to smile
The drug just starts to smile

No waiting now
You dive into your studio
Push a button on the Amstrad (Mr. Sugar)
And witness the joy of techno

In a club called Oh No
We murdered White Boy Techno
In a club called Here We Go Again
We pulled the plugs on so-so
We pulled the plugs on so-so
We pulled the plugs on techno

In a club called Oh No
We murdered White Boy Techno
In a club called Here We Go Again
We pulled the plugs on so-so
We pulled the plugs on so-so
We pulled the plugs on techno