Friday night's here What's the scene? Nothing to do Y'know what I mean? Nothing on the telly There is no late-night show No shows in town There is no place to go Here we are nowhere Nowhere left to go Is it a crime To be young Cos every time We have some fun They put us down And tell us that we're wrong Every time they sing the same old song Here we are nowhere Maybe that's where we belong You know it's not But what do we do Don't look at me now I'm looking at you And sitting there Won't change a thing Must we only wait and see What the future will bring