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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Audio Dynamite
Big Audio Dynamite
Performer
Don Letts
Don Letts
Vocals
Leo Williams
Leo Williams
Bass
Greg Roberts
Greg Roberts
Drums
Mick Jones
Mick Jones
Guitar
Dan Donovan
Dan Donovan
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Letts
Don Letts
Composer
Mick Jones
Mick Jones
Composer
Dan Donovan
Dan Donovan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mick Jones
Mick Jones
Producer
Paul Smykle
Paul Smykle
Engineer
Renny Hill
Renny Hill
Assistant Engineer
Johnny Shinas
Johnny Shinas
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Why don't you play the tune now I don't like music Come on, you little geezer You'll look funny when you're fifty Somebody I never met But in a way I know Didn't think that you could get So much from a picture show Man dies first reel People ask what's the deal? This ain't how it's supposed to be Don't like no aborigine Took a trip in Powis Square Pop star dyed his hair No fans to scream and shout When mobsters came to flush him out Gangland slaying underground New identity must be found On the left bank for a while Insanity Bohemian style Ritual ideas relativity Only buildings, no people prophecy Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery Oh, ho, oh, ho Met a dwarf that was no good Dressed like little red Robin Hood Bad habit taking life Calling card a six inch knife Ran off really fast Mumbled something 'bout the past Best sex I've ever seen As if each moment was the last Drops of blood, colour slide Funeral for his bride But it's him who's really dead Gets to take the funeral ride Ritual ideas relativity Only buildings, no people prophecy Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery You know, I don't think I'm gonna let you stay in the film business I like a bit of a cavort I don't answer solicitor's letters I apply a bit of pressure Space guy fell from the sky Scratched my head and wondered why Time slides into time Across international dateline Scientist eats bubblegum Hall of fame, baseball Senators are Hoodlum Big chiefs in the hall Ritual ideas relativity Only buildings, no people prophecy Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery Oh, ho, oh, ho Stray thoughts, fear to tread Placed upon the screen instead She's my flame too hot to hold Had to settle for her cold Bloodlust, Greek God, Gold discovery Gone bust, tight wad, slow recovery Axe job, flame thrower, iron bar and gun Betting shop, new owner, a walk in the sun Ritual ideas relativity Only buildings, no people prophecy Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery Oh, ho, oh, ho Spread the news the Maestro's back With a beat-box soundtrack The king of brains, queen of the sack' Executives have heart attack It's assault course celluloid The money makers would avoid Sometimes notions get reversed Centre of the universe Ritual ideas relativity Only buildings, no people prophecy Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery Oh, ho, oh, ho (Who do you think you are, the lone ranger) (You're Jack the lad) Ritual ideas relativity Only buildings, no people prophecy Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, Oh, ho, oh, ho Ritual ideas relativity All these buildings, no people prophecy Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery Oh, ho, oh, ho
Writer(s): Mick Jones, Don Letts, Daniel Donovan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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