Laura, Laura
Laura, you could get me home tonight
Laura, you could get me home tonight
This is not my scene, I should not be here tonight
I don't want to be here tonight
This is not my scene, this is killing me
Laura, Laura
Laura, you could get me home tonight
And the girl who can save me is well across the Pennines
And we all get lowered in size
The forest is breathing along with us tonight
Laura, Laura
We're the fairies from hell and we're all on a death wish
Of cardboard boxes and fish
Trance music bangs a comical dance
Laura, Laura
Upper class thugs take middle class drugs