It's just a one dollar secret
A lover's secrets in the UK
Torn apart in the UK
In the dribble of May-Day '87 and Cry
'87 and Cry and there's nothing inside
And there's nothing in mind (no)
And only you rocket on through the sky

Well, it couldn't be done without dogs
It couldn't be once without us
'87 and Cry '87 and Cry

When the days were the days
Were the days boys when blue ties
Were for the biggy guys
Frannie dressing down for the enemy
You saw him hanging on the enemy
And there's no one in love
And there's nowhere to scream and only you
Race on to wonder where

Well, it couldn't be done without dogs
It couldn't be once without us
'87 and Cry '87 and Cry

You can't make love with money
You can't make mistakes with babies
Nothing looked good on you
That's how I liked you best
Now you're ready for the real McCoy
Deep in the heart of Cupid
Murders on the heels of love
Just the ghost of a story
Just a one dollar secret
Baby these were the sounds
Baby these were the sounds (yeah)
And only you
Whisper these things aren't true

Well, it couldn't be done without dogs
Well, it couldn't be once without us
'87 and Cry '87 and Cry

'87 and Cry '87 and Cry (cry, cry)
'87 and Cry '87 and Cry (cry, cry)
'87 and Cry '87 and Cry (cry, cry, cry, cry)
'87 and Cry '87 and Cry (cry, cry, cry, cry)
'87 and Cry '87 and Cry (cry, cry, cry, cry)
'87 and Cry '87 and Cry (cry, cry)
'87 and Cry hey
Hey '87 and Cry