Eurythmics

It's five o'clock
In the afternoon
Somebody's playing
A sixties tune on the radio
A lazy wind tumbles
Down the street
It shakes the dust up
With the summer heat
Where the people go...
In fancy town
Where nothing's real
They don't consider
What you feel
In fancy town
It's black & white
They close their minds
They say
Wrong is right
How long
Will your love
Hold on
To stay strong enough
In fancy town
The attitude
Could strip you bare
Like frozen food