Planet Roaring - Duran Duran

All the paper gods in a sky of grey

All the fools in town are ruling today, today

Bow to the paper Gods in a world that is paper thin

The fools in town are ruling now

Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots

Fools leading (today)

Who needs it?

Hey girl, want it all the talking man declares

Go running to be first in line for what?

Nobody cares

The next thing you must have, find peace with matching bag

It’s nothing to be glad about, or sad when you forget about it

And while the race is on, the rats will run the streets

The slaver in a sweatshop, putting trainers on your feet

And walking through the rain, oblivious to pain

To shelter from the blame without a reason to complain about it

Oh, oh, oh, don’t complain about it

Oh, oh, oh, don’t complain about it

Oh, oh, oh, forget about it

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Bow to the paper Gods in a world that is paper thin

The fools in town are ruling now (All the fools in town)

Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots

Fools leading (today)

Who needs it?

She’s staring out in underwear, from your computer screen

It’s all on sale for dirty cash, we can wash it clean

So hang it out online, confess and you’ll feel fine

And if you got the time to spare we want to know

Which name you’re wearing

And when the final curtain finally comes down

We’ll all be in the party room, no wiser as to how

The total human race became a basket case

It’s nothing to lose face about it

It’s really not our place to doubt it

Bow to the paper Gods in a world that is paper thin

The fools in town are ruling now

Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots

Fools leading (today)

Who needs it?

Paper Gods falling down

Paper house, paper town

Paper Gods falling down

Paper world just falling down

Paper Gods falling down

Paper house, paper town

Paper Gods falling down

Paper world just falling down

Falling down, falling down

Falling down, falling down

Falling down, falling down

Falling down, falling down

Falling down, falling down

Bow to the paper Gods in a world that is paper thin

The fools in town are ruling now

Bleeding from paper cuts, they go for the money shots

The fools leading (today)

Who needs them?

All the paper Gods in a sky of grey

All the fools in town are ruling today, today