D.i. Go Pop - Disco Inferno

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 dont 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»