Erasure - Runaround on the Underground (12" mix) lyrics

I'm waiting at the bus stop for a double-decker ride Supermarket checkout boy finds his way inside A shady looking character, his beady eyes on me I slip into a window seat, and then pretend to read It's a wild, it's a wild, wild, wild world The hardest thing is holding on Holding on and take the strain They're coming at me at angles that I never knew existed They ain't gonna get me I'm building up my colours of resistance. (colours of resistance) It's a runaround on the underground A cybermatic shopper, with a slight sadistic grin Pulls a zipper on her sleeping bag; shuts herself within A triple quilted chrysalis waiting for the sales A bargain basement bu*terfly going off the rails It's a wild, it's a wild, wild, wild world The hardest thing is holding on Holding on and take the strain They're coming at me at angles that I never knew existed...woah They ain't gonna get me I'm building up my colours of resistance. (colours of resistance) It's a runaround on the underground It's a wild, it's a wild, wild, wild world The hardest thing is holding on Holding on and take the strain They're coming at me at angles that I never knew existed They ain't gonna get me I'm building up my colours of resistance. (colours of resistance) It's a runaround on the underground The hardest thing is holding on Holding on and take the strain They're coming at me at angles that I never knew existed They ain't gonna get me I'm building up my colours of resistance. (colours of resistance) The hardest thing is holding on Holding on and take the strain