Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bernard Sumner
Guitar
Ian Curtis
Vocals
Peter Hook
Bass Guitar
Stephen Morris
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard Sumner
Songwriter
Ian Curtis
Songwriter
Peter Hook
Songwriter
Stephen Morris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Hannett
Producer
Chris Nagle
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I walked through the city limits
Attracted by some force within it
Around a corner where a prophet lay
A wire fence where the children play
[Chorus]
And I was looking for a friend of mine
Yeah, looking for some friends of mine
[Verse 2]
The cars screeched, hear the sound on dust
Metallic blue turned red with rust
In a group, all forgotten youth
Are turned on to a knife-edged view
[Chorus]
And I was looking for a friend of mine
Yeah, looking for some friends of mine
[Bridge]
Down the dark streets, the houses looked the same
I walked 'round and 'round then nailed me to a train
Tryna find a clue, tryna find a way to get out
[Verse 3]
Four, twelve windows, ten in a row
The lights shined like a neon show
No place to stop, no place to go
I guess they died some time ago
[Chorus]
And I was looking for a friend of mine
Yeah, looking for some friends of mine
Written by: Bernard Sumner, Ian Curtis, Peter Hook, Stephen Morris