Dance... to the disco radio
Sit... at my television technicolour show
Wait... for the numbers to begin
Don't know
Self... addressed envelopes
Tape loop... on my videophone, videophone
No, it's a joke
No communication, the human race
No communication, not face to face
Face to face with the human race

Face to face with the human humans
A warning to those who build ruins
Keep the traffic moving
Travel for pleasure alone
Liquid stockings repairable but stolen
A warning to those who build ruins
No communication, the human race
No communication, not face to face
Dance

No Communication Lyrics

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