Gonna write you a letter
Gonna mail it today
So you won't escape from
These things I wanna say

I wanna thank you for the privelege
I wanna thank you for the pain
I'll be handin' you the ashes
I wanna thank you for the game

We stood on the balcony
And we watched it together
We were modern men and women
Who changed like the weather

We were one day goin' hot
The next day goin' cold
One day growin' restless
The next day growin' old

Waiting for the countdown
In the summer of '81
Sign up or go underground
In the summer of '81

There's no time for leather
And there's no one on the floor
So I'll pretend that we're together
I don't want to go alone, no-no-no-no

We stood on the balcony
And we watched it together
We were modern men and women
Who changed like the weather

We were one day goin' hot
The next day goin' cold
One day growin' restless
The next day growin' old

Waiting for the countdown
In the summer of '81
Sign up or go underground
In the summer of '81

We were waiting for the countdown
In the summer of '81
Sign up or go underground
In the summer of '81

Well we were waiting for the countdown
In the summer of '81
Waiting for the countdown
In the summer of '81
Waiting for the countdown
In the summer of '81
Waiting for the countdown
In the summer of '81