Wait and see How empty we can be Wait and see Hand in hand Running like the sand Hand in hand And if the sound of waves Becomes a lake of tears Wait and see How empty we can be Oh your arcane lies are over now Ban*ler now and older still And your princeling siblings Take their pills Wear their thrills and younger than Wait and See How empty we can be Wait and see They spool on to the part Where he takes her to the park And they ride home in the dark On a milk float If they would not give in To the sentimental spin Of the juke box jive They grew up with Underground I'm going underground Over you Bakerloo I'm goign home on you Bakerloo She kissed me with her eyes While she told me lies Wait and see How empty we can be Wait and see