D.I. Go Pop
Lyrics
We take you to the
Hotel Martinet in Brooklyn
Where Bobby Millette and his orchestra are
Offering a program of dance music
For you I know I've been
Raving about this story
Starts getting to the dogs every
Night on the hour
Ships carrying bands in their entourage
Off to seek their fortune here in America
We've been refused entry so many
Times we've lost count
So storm the way! It'll be ten years
Or thereabouts maybe plays it safe
And you have come to their senses
But we doubt it
'Cause the next bomb on the train will be
Senseless and then you'll shout it
And every time the stock market crashes
It takes the whole damn country with it
So when this country goes pop
We'll have already done it
Well the ship pulled ashore and
The crowds are behind
But there was already fat ones
And warm in desire
The crowd surged forward, over and by us
And then we saw a bigger
Man standing behind us
And we were blocking their way
I had to get a limousine to take 'em away
The bastards never had much money
And cars they don't come cheap
So all were could afford was
A broken down Jeep
We trusted a man, who got it off Rob
Said he looked really sad that he sold it
But we went back to pick up
A battery and the engine exploded!
Then we walked across town to the hotel
Where we were hoping to stay
But arrived to find the room had been booked
And they turned us away
So we were left on the street
Looking for a new place in which to stay
Did it slightly remind us about checking
Out this brave new world?
No, but we did anyway
The first thing we wanted was to find a place
Where we could buy something to eat
We were amazed walking back to find someone
Had left a rubbish bag round in the street
And it was only as we got
Closer that we saw it
Was an old man who'd collapsed
As people walked by they kicked
Him aside with their feet
We passed a small bookstore
Where religious fanatics
Had pushed their way in to burn the heretics
The books had been published
Yet had anyone read them?
Well it didn't matter 'cause they
Knew what was in them well you knew, anyway
When you've got to go you
Never lead me astray
We passed a small boy who
Was covered in blood
We asked if there was any way
That we could have helped him
The boy just ran off and
We came to an alleyway
And although it was dark
We could see someone lying there
We thought it was a woman
Who was beaten quite black
And I realised that she must
Have been assaulted or started
So we covered the body
And we called the police
Without leaving our names
Then we left an unsolvable crimes out the way
We ran away to a diner & went to
A table and just sat and stared
What kind of a place are
We in where nobody cares?
Then the waitress came over
To take our orders and noticed we're white
And I asked her "We're English -
Did you move here by choice?"
She looked at us strange so
I told her our story
And she laughed and said
"You must have got on a ferry
Cause you never left England"
Writer(s): Ian Crause, Paul Wilmott, Robert Whatley
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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