To your credit, to the 30 faces you createdTo your headache, to the shape of the 1980sI'm glad we don't hear you anymoreI'm tired of playing in your faction warTo the lights, to the train setting in your headSunday night tears from youth cops already deadTo your credit, to the 30 faces you createdI'm glad we don't hear you anymoreI'm tired of fighting in your fashion warWow, wow, goodbye 70sWow, wow, goodbye 70sTo your credit, to the 30 faces you createdTo your subscription for the million copies of 1980I'm glad we don't hear you anymoreI'm tired of losing in your faction warIn your faction warIn your faction warIn your faction warIn your faction warIn your faction warOh, oh, goodbye seventiesOh, oh, goodbye seventiesOh, oh, goodbye seventiesOh, oh, goodbye seventiesOh, oh