Tytuł: The black hit of space

• Wykonawca: Human League
• Wyświetleń: 242

  
   I reached for the one with the ultra-modern label, and wondered where the light had gone
  It had a futuristic cover, lifted straight from Buck Rogers
  The record was so black it had to be a con
  The autochanger switched as I filled my sandwich
  And futuristic sounds warbled off and on
  
  The black hit of space
  It's the one without a face
  It's the one that doesn't fit
  You can only see the flip
  The black hit of space
  Sucking in the human race
  How can it stay at the top
  When it's swallowed all the shops
  
  As the song climbed the charts, the others disappeared
  Til there was nothing but it left to buy
  It got to number one, then into minus figures
  Though nobody could understand why
  
  The black hit of space
  It's the one without a face
  It's the one that doesn't fit
  You can only see the flip
  The black hit of space
  Sucking in the human race
  How can it stay at the top
  When it's swallowed all the shops
  
  I couldn't stand this bland sound any more so I walked towards my deck to turn it off
  All I could see was the B-side of the disc which had assumed a doughnut shape with the label on the
  outside rim
  I reached for the arm which was less than one micron long but weighed more than Saturn and time stood
  still
  I knew I had to escape but every time I tried to flee, the record was in front of me
  
  The black hit of space
  Get James Burke on the case
  It's the hit that's never gone
  Time stops when you put it...[on]