Human League - The Black Hit Of Space Lyrics
Been out all night, I needed a bite, I thought Id put a record onI reached for the one with the ultra-modern label, and wondered where the light had goneIt had a futuristic cover, lifted straight from buck rogersThe record was so black it had to be a conThe autochanger switched as I filled my sandwichAnd futuristic sounds warbled off and onThe black hit of spaceIts the one without a faceIts the one that doesnt fitYou can only see the flipThe black hit of spaceSucking in the human raceHow can it stay at the topWhen its swallowed all the shopsAs the song climbed the charts, the others disappearedTil there was nothing but it left to buyIt got to number one, then into minus figuresThough nobody could understand whyThe black hit of spaceIts the one without a faceIts the one that doesnt fitYou can only see the flipThe black hit of spaceSucking in the human raceHow can it stay at the topWhen its swallowed all the shopsI couldnt stand this bland sound any more so I walked towards my deck to turn it offAll I could see was the b-side of the disc which had assumed a doughnut shape with the label on the outside rimI reached for the arm which was less than one micron long but weighed more than saturn and time stood stillI knew I had to escape but every time I tried to flee, the record was in front of meThe black hit of spaceGet james burke on the caseIts the hit thats never goneTime stops when you put it...[on]
