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I went to the disco, I stood in the corner
I waited around but you weren't there
So I went to your house, but your mother told me
You weren't coming out you were crimping your hair
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain
I leaned on a streetlight I struck a match
Against the concrete and lit a fag
A car pulled up then you got in
And you both drove off yeah life's a drag
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain
No romance in early 80s Burnley
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain
Synthesizers in the rain