80's Classic Psychedelic Furs Great Song There's an army On the dance floor It's a fashion With a gun my love In a room Without a door A kiss is not enough In Love my way It's a new road I follow where My mind goes They'd put us On a railroad They'd dearly Make us pay For laughing In their faces And making it our way There's emptiness Behind their eyes There's dust In all their hearts They just want to Steal us all And take us all apart But not in Love my way It's a new road I follow where My mind goes So swallow All your tears my love And put on Your new face You can never win or lose If you don't Run the race