Now Is the Colour - The Wildhearts

Hey there sweet thing check out the scene

The makers of taste are all peachy and keen

The pace is of summer and the height is a climb

Now is the colour and blue is the time

Hey there sweet thing throw in your keys

The party isn’t over 'til you’re down on your knees

Pick out your brother the choice is sublime

Now is the colour and blue is the time

Sit yourself back while the enemy tire

We’re chocking down fuel just to piss on the fire

There’s people brought down by the need to be beat

In a bid to be rid of the stench of defeat

There’ll be a hundred dead kids in every block

A hundred blind pigs all sick from the shock

And waddya know?

The shit’s all ready to blow

Hey there sweet thing, feeling secure?

They need a disease cuz they invented a cure

The city’s asleep in the height if its prime

Now is the colour and blue is the time

Hey there sweet thing, cop a class A

You got to keep illegal while the kids are away

It tastes a lot better when you know it’s a crime

Now is the colour and blue is the time

Feel the modern air and the tension above ya

Kiss your mum and dad coz you know that they love ya

Supply and demand for the culture at hand

He’s a boy-girl 21st century man

There’s a scream in your gut as you cry in your beer

Well that’s all well and good but it can’t happen here

And waddya know?

The shit’s all ready to blow