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