Goodbye To the days of ladies and gentlemen What do we know? What do we know? New order It won't stop You've got trauma Of getting left out again So goodbye To the little princes of nowhere What do we care? What do we care? We've all gone dada And you've been played When we're smiling at the chaos As we watch them start to fade
♪ Look how easy now They turn to rust A rich dude is just A poor dude with money And I've becomе An expression of a dream If you don't know what I mеan We're probably done talking So I pick a road into the unknown Singing, "La, da, da, no" New order Shit won't stop We'll never Sing about tits and ass again So goodbye To the days of ladies and gentlemen What do we know? Oh, what do we know?