Big hair, leg warmers, Michael Jackson gave us a real thriller, U2 just started coming onto the scene and we were just starting to celebrate Orwell's 1984 (by the way, as Ed Driscoll is often wont to say, it wasn't meant as a user guide).
13, going on 14, it felt like a big country out there and I'm left hankering for some contrasting Big Country to break out of the Disturbia of the past week:
Or...
So take that look out of here, it doesn't fit youStay alive!
Because it's happened doesn't mean you've been discarded
Pull up your head off the floor, come up screaming
Cry out for everything you ever might have wanted
I thought that pain and truth were things that really mattered
But you can't stay here with every single hope you had shattered
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