Does anyone know where the march is?
Does anyone know where the march is?
We've been searching for hours
We couldn't get the generator started
We were on the back of a lorry
But with no power we had no sound
While we were tackling the problem
The march moved off and disappeared into town
Oh where did it go - god knows
It could have been worse I suppose
Just look at us
We're standing there in our rebel clothes
Singing rebel songs with a rebel pose
We were waiting for the traffic to clear
Stuck outside Tesco's
Does anyone know where the march is
we bellowed at the passers by
They thought we were a bunch of crazies - no reply
We saw a kid clutching a leaflet
Ah, this is where the march must've been
She told us we were all stupid
It was causing the traffic jam that we were in
Oh where did it go - god knows
It could have been worse I suppose
Just look at us
We're standing there in our rebel clothes
Singing rebel songs with a rebel pose
We were waiting for the traffic to clear
Stuck outside Tesco's
A band with a message
Going nowhere
So we played to the shoppers
In the end we didn't care, we didn't care
They said, what's this, what's this, oh how subversive
¿Alguien sabe dónde está la marcha?
¿Alguien sabe dónde está la marcha?
Llevamos horas buscando
No pudimos encender el generador
Íbamos en la parte trasera de un camión
Pero sin energía no teníamos sonido
Mientras intentábamos resolver el problema
La marcha se movió y desapareció en la ciudad
Oh, ¿a dónde fue? - solo Dios sabe
Podría haber sido peor, supongo
Solo míranos
Estamos ahí parados con nuestra ropa rebelde
Cantando canciones rebeldes con una pose rebelde
Esperábamos a que el tráfico se despejara
Atascados afuera de Tesco
¿Alguien sabe dónde está la marcha?
Gritamos a los transeúntes
Pensaron que éramos un grupo de locos - sin respuesta
Vimos a un niño aferrado a un folleto
Ah, aquí es donde debió haber estado la marcha
Nos dijo que éramos todos estúpidos
Estaba causando el embotellamiento en el que estábamos
Oh, ¿a dónde fue? - solo Dios sabe
Podría haber sido peor, supongo
Solo míranos
Estamos ahí parados con nuestra ropa rebelde
Cantando canciones rebeldes con una pose rebelde
Esperábamos a que el tráfico se despejara
Atascados afuera de Tesco
Una banda con un mensaje
Yendo a ninguna parte
Así que tocamos para los compradores
Al final no nos importaba, no nos importaba
Dijeron, ¿qué es esto, qué es esto, oh qué subversivo