"The business will just steal your soul, and that's what I believe.
But where's there truth there's poetry
It happens naturally..."
There's no getting over the riches that the 1980s gave... I'm still blown away by this song. And transported back to that youthful summer of 1987 - with its hair gel and slick dressing...
Well, the 1980s idea of slick dressing.
And the following year would be so different...
There'll never be another 1980s.