Where do you walk on sunny times
When the rivers gleam and the buildings shine
How do you feel goin' up hallowed halls
And the summer clothes brighten gloomy halls

And they're all in love
And they're all in love

Where do you fit in zzzzip magazine
Where the past is the hero and the present a queen
Just tell me right now where do you fit in
With mud in your eye and a passion for gin

And they're all in love
And they're all in love

Hey, goodbye all you punks; stay young and stay high
Hand me my checkbook and I'll crawl out to die
But like a woman in childbirth grown ugly in a flash
I'm seen magic and fame now I'm recycling trash

And they're all in love
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
And they're all in love