BOY GEORGE Looking at life my friends I feel confusion A work in progress or just a mystery Headless chickens Sequins dripping It was all All about you and me Now who do we think we are? Sad old clowns Two bright shining stars There was method in our madness There's a rumour in the truth There was love But where's the proof Ooh, ooh Looking at you my friend Silent and watching I see the humour and the tragedy Hearts are ticking Something's missing It was all All about you and me Who do we thing we are? Sad old clowns Two bright shining stars There was method in our madness There's a rumour in the truth There was love But where's the proof Ooh, ooh Always together Always alone Frightened of silence Glued to the phone First you see me Then you don't Who's the victim Where's the joke Who do we thing we are? Sad old clowns Two bright shining stars There was method in our madness There's a rumour in the truth There was love But what's the use...? What's the use?
