Five Years Duran Duran

Pushing through the market square
So many mothers sighing
News had just come over
We had five years left to cry in

News guy wept and told us
Earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet
Then I knew he wasn't lying

I heard telephones, opera house
Favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys, electric irons
And TVs

My brain hurt like a warehouse
It had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things
To store everything in there

All the fat, skinny peoplе
And all the tall, short people
And all thе nobody people
And all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people