From The Ritz To The Rubble

Last night, these two bouncers and one of em's alright
The other one's the scary one and his way or no way, totalitarian
He's got no time for you, looking or breathing
How he don’t want you to, so step out the queue

He makes examples of you and there's nowt you can say
Behind they go through to the bit where you pay
And you realize then that it's finally the time
To walk back past ten thousand eyes in the line

And you can swap jumpers and make another move
And still in your brain you've got something to prove
To all the smirking faces and the boys in black
Why can't they be pleasant? Why can't they have a laugh?

He's got his hand in your chest, he wants to give you a duff
Well secretly I think they wants ya all to kick off
They want arms flying everywhere and bottles as well
It's just something to talk about, a story to tell ya

Well, I'm so glad they turned us all away, we'll put it down to fate
I said a thousand million things that I could never say this morning
Got too deep, but how deep is too deep?

This town's a different town today
Said, this town's a different town to what it was last night
You couldn't have done that on a Sunday

That girl's a different girl today
Said, that girl's a different girl to what you kissed last night
You couldn't have done that on a Sunday
Of course not

Well, I'm so glad they turned us all away
We'll put it down to fate
I thought a thousand million things
That I could never think this morning
Got too deep, but how deep is too deep?

Last night, what we talked about
It made so much sense
But now the haze has ascended
It don't make no sense anymore

I said last night, what we talked about
It made so much sense
But now the haze has ascended
It don't make no sense anymore, oh

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Da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da