Lyrics

In the beginning the world was black and white

then the days turned purple and brown

but some of us could see technicolor

way beyond the dirty clouds

In our Northern Bloc whistlestop

where children wave at empty trains

headlights bright, stars and stripes

came shining through the rain

Autoleisureland

the future's custom made

Autoleisureland

you can drive it away today

soon all highways will lead to Autoleisureland

We dreamed of Chargers and bronze Cordobas

all we got were Vivas and rusty Novas

how were we to know there's an Allegro

in the scrapyard at the end of all our rainbows

Autoleisureland

the future's custom made

Autoleisureland

you can drive it away today

soon all highways will lead to Autoleisureland

Autoleisureland

fins and tails and chrome

Autoleisureland

jazz and funk and soul

soon all roads will lead to Autoleisureland

Autoleisureland

ba ba ba ba ba ba

Autoleisureland

ba ba ba ba ba ba

Eight tracks and six lanes heading our way

eight tracks and six lanes heading our way

yeah yeh yeah yeh yeah yeh yeah yeh yeah  

Autoleisureland

The home of the hits is falling apart

that top ten record's slipping down the charts

we can't find the groove, we can't hear the hook

and we both know the follow-up just ain't strong enough

The album's stuck in limbo, the tour's put on hold

we ain't going Stateside, ain't blowing coast to coast

the curtain's coming down before we struck a note

now they say why don't you play a couple of low-key shows?

On the fade out, that sweet, sad fade out

we kept on pretending the chorus was neverending

On the fade out, that sweet, sad fade out

the fat lady she's still singing but the sound is getting thinner

On the fade out

We were up in the tower in the mahoghany room

now we can't get past reception, they won't put our calls through

the management keep saying the label's got a plan of action

all we know is every week or so the meetings keep getting cancelled

On the fade out, that sweet, sad fade out

we kept on pretending the chorus was neverending

On the fade out, that sweet, sad fade out

the fat lady she's still singing but the sound is getting thinner

On the fade out

No standing ovation, just scattered applause

still better to be a has-been than a never was

On the fade out, that sweet, sad fade out

we kept on pretending the chorus was neverending

On the fade out, that sweet, sad fade out

the fat lady she's still singing but the sound is getting thinner

On the fade out

On the fade out, that sweet, sad fade out

we kept on pretending the chorus was neverending

On the fade out, that sweet, sad fade out

the fat lady she's still singing but the sound is getting thinner

On the fade out

Fade Out