Big Audio Dynamite

"Sit tight and listen keenly while I`ll play for you a brand new musical biscuit"

There`s been a brainwave at the radio station
Old idea from the woodstock generation
Calling all the kids from across the nation
In some it brings out love in others termination
Love and unity
Don`t worry bout the power we got a generator
And publicity
Batteries for rent you can pay us later

Get your digital watches in synchronization
Producer of the shows got a selfish motivation
It`s the place to be and we got a location
Another gold disc for an album compilation
Bring the family
Everybodys` welcome there will be no discrimination
Take a tip from me
In case there`s a problem bring identification

C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee
C`mon every beatbox let`s party and how
C`mon every beatbox let`s party right now
Party right now!

Watch me
I got it
Watch me

So the holy smokes are coming we got a confirmation
Centre of the city been a major transformation
Gandhi got a shock and he took a vacation
Check the wild life it`s a real fascination
Hope they stay in line
Raiders Possy British born but still they`re Jamaican
Dailing 999
Salt `n pepper people stirred not shaken

C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee
C`mon every beatbox let`s party and how
C`mon every beatbox let`s party right now
Party right now!

"Hold it right there"
"The white man left me nothing out here but the underworld
And that`s were I dance, where do you dance?"

The knights of Saint George dressed for aggrovation
Heard about the party and they sent a delegation
The bulldog crew don`t need no provocation
Got a strange idea about the country`s liberation
B.A.D. and little Sipho
Help keep the peace don`t need no lawbreaker
No one can stop the show
The promotor didn`t book no undertaker

C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee

If you don't know where I come from, better stear clear of my trail

From the dark side of London, that's way beyond the pale

My grandpa came from Russia, stowed away hidden in some bales

He took my grandma dancing to the air raid sirens whail



Then Saint George used his sword on the immigrant poor 'cause he can't kill no dragon

If I was in those shoes, I'd say Soweto's gonna happen here too

I gotta get a message through, tell everybody the news

And with the winter coming...



Crossing all the borders through the smoke of war and rain

Papers out of order on a military train

A coat, a bag, a baby, status - refugee

These are the people of my family



Don't anybody know that this city was made of immigrant blood and money

If I was in those shoes a blackshirt with the playboy blues

I gotta get a message through, tell everybody the news

And with the winter coming...



Now there's a rocker in Vladivostok, got every side by Jerry Lee

But for accidents of disorder that guy could well be me

I want everybody to know this, I want everyone to hear

Immigration built the nation, you got a bloodclaat standing here



Now Saint George used his sword on the immigrant poor 'cause he can't kill no dragon

If I was in those shoes I'd say Soweto's gonna happen here too

I gotta get a message through, tell everybody the news

And with the winter coming...



Don't anybody know that the city was made of immigrant blood and money

If I was in those shoes, a blackshirt with the playboy blues

I gotta get a message through, tell everybody the news

And with the winter coming...

Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more

Since they ain't got no room in the county hole

Gonna get wild make like rock 'n' roll



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more

Since they ain't got no room in the county hole

Gonna get wild make like rock 'n' roll



Freedom Town or Mariel

Out the frying pan straight to Hell

In the papers shadows on the screen

Itchy finger trigger easy teens



Take you off just for fun

Sweet sixteen magazine and gun

Surfboard on the new crime wave

Playground street corner and grave



Jungle's jangle, intersection rock

The wind could blow these boys off the block

Crosstown junction where the cops don't stop

The heavy crew hangs out at the coffee shop



The beats are fresh, they're feeling fine

Ex-army automatic blasted down the line



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more

Since they ain't got no room in the county hole

Gonna get wild make like rock 'n' roll



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more

Since they ain't got no room in the county hole

Gonna get wild make like rock 'n' roll



Learned to speak from a gangster reel

Watch 'em murder rob and dope deal

Music makes you wanna shout

Kicking it live at the carryout



Colombians and ye oh think they got it made

Chopping 'em out with a chainsaw blade

Go down to Limbo, Limbo the law

Mama say don't come home no more



Ice cool killers copy what they see

Welfare cherve lottery fantasy

Uzi nine millimeter speak

High tide leaves clean money on the beach



Society needs boys like this

Liberal minds sleep with ease

When the shooting starts turn a blind eye

Adios to another bad guy



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more

Since they ain't got no room in the county hole

Gonna get wild make like rock 'n roll



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more

Since they ain't got no room in the county hole

Gonna get wild make like rock 'n' roll



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

Your mama says to tell you, don't come home no more



Down the Limbo, Limbo the law

"Brasil!"



Stamp your feet and rock your hips, king bandit has returned

Shoot out helicopter crash, another six men burn

One in nine million loves to play football

Hijacked helicopter helped him scale the wall



Scipped the hill from rivals who prayed upon the poor

He don't sell bananas, wealthy visitors want to score

Reigns supreme, the cops say he's no good

Selling drugs to feed the poor, to us he's Robin Hood



Tourists have an appetite for ganga and cocaine

He escaped just in time, supply their needs again

Televised lust a traditional rite

The sound of music ricochets for three long nights



Pact in the sun, slum and skyscraper meet

Billion dollar penthouse and people on the street

Pact in the sun shade by foreign debt

Amnesia in the Sambadrome, king bandit's gonna sweat



Ring the bell, our hero's back, our benefactor's found

At the foot of the hill the police stand their ground

Beer flows drums pound, slum and skyscraper meet

Revellers dance naked and there's bodies in the street



Pact in the sun, slum and skyscraper meet

Billion dollar penthouse and people on the street

Pact in the sun shade by foreign debt

Amnesia in the Sambadrome, king bandit's gonna sweat



Three months of freedom, a fugitive from the law

Got to take him alive, Che martyr no more

Bless the little children with nylon football shorts

Fly their kites as warning, their King is never caught



Socialised by compassion, yeah, crime's his occupation

King bandit for president of the Sambadrome nation



Pact in the sun, slum and skyscraper meet

Billion dollar penthouse and people on the street

Pact in the sun shade by foreign debt

Amnesia in the Sambadrome, king bandit's gonna sweat



"Socrates

Goooaaaallll!!!"

Ticket, bought a ticket

Flew in from J.A. and we go ribbit

All year holiday, home in the sun

Had to find work so I came to England



Ticket, that's the ticket

Given the sack, we had to pick it

Now we're all on the dole and ther's lots of free time

Everybody is poor, they blame us for the crime



Ticket, that's the a ticket

If you carry a purse, someone'll nick it



Ticket, bought a ticket

Went to football and see them kick it

In England the sport has got a bad name (Wembley!)

Violent support gonna ruin the game



Wicket, we need a wicket

When summer come they play cricket

Boham is cool, Selectors are spaced

England's loosing again, W.U.G. Disgraced



Ticket, that's the ticket

We'd have too much speed, you have to pick it

Imported by sense, sent in the mail

Beware of the dog, I got thrown into jail



Ticket, I got my ticket

Been giving you grief, tell them to stick it



Where I go?

Tell them



Ticket

Tell them



Tell them



Ticket, that's the ticket

Tell them



Ticket, ticket, ticket



Tell them



Ticket, ticket, ticket

The Messiahs of the milk bar, Hellraisers to the end
Had a drop to many in a toast to all their friends
Movie stars and writers are present a to z
Now these ain't common people, they're personalities

And they've all got a story, ohoh
Tattle talk from Tinseltown, ohoh ("yeah, yeah, look at that, yeah...")
Some of them survivors, ohohoh
Others gone to ground

There's Brendan B and Hunter T, what's a poet got to say
Hunter's looking for a story about the IRA
And Lenny isn't laughing, he nearly lost his life
Transexual from the Transvaal slipped in as his wife

It's a star studded scandal, ohoh
So raise your glass my friend, ohoh
The Messiahs of the milk bar, ohohoh
Hellraisers to the end

"The rose garden is already littered with my victims..."

And they've all got a story, ohoh
Tattle talk from Tinseltown, ohoh
Some of them survivors, ohohoh
Others gone to ground

Bukowski wants to talk, but he's had too much to drink
Threw up in the piano 'cause he thought it was the sink
Little Richard and Sal Dali singing out of key
Both hallucinated, the Sandoz was for free

Osbournes at a party, Colin Wilson's on the line
Saying, "listen Johnny Baby, that catchphrase is mine"
Flynn and Reed in conversation, reowned throughout the land
Used a calculator, workout who's the better man

Now Errols' got the looks and Ollis' got the strenght
One is talking numbers and the others' talking lenght
Fatty's feeling frisky, orders more champagne
Women run out screaming, "oh no, not again!"

And they've all got a story, ohoh
Tattle talk from Tinseltown, ohoh
Some of them survivors, ohohoh
Others gone to ground

It's a star studded scandal, ohoh
So raise your glass my friend, ohoh
The Messiahs of the milk bar, ohohoh
Hellraisers to the end

The Messiahs of the milk bar, ohohoh
Hellraisers to the end

She's bugging me again, run to use the phone

Find and rent a hitman from the twilight zone



It was good in the beginning, the wife's become a drag

Found me a solution in Adventure Mag

Five sees as downpayment, it's just a call away

Cheaper than some legal fees and they do the job today



So if you got a problem, pick up the telephone

For the guns and glory cowboys from the twilight zone

At the Continental Club, there's no extras for striptease

We're the gang that couldn't shoot straight but we aim to please



Viet vets and drifters shell shocked from the hill

At the Continental Doc Savage pays the bill

Yeah soldiers of fortune but we're not mental giants

But mister I must tell you, neither are our clients



So if you got a problem, pick up the telephone

For the guns and glory cowboys from the twilight zone

At the Continental Club, there's no extras for striptease

We're the gang that couldn't shoot straight but we aim to please



Did a job in Georgia, money in advance

Fingers through the post with chilling nonchalanche

I've seen some civil war now, for the cash we took their lives

Back here on the homestead rich on peoples wives



We're eighties bounty hunters with comical ineptitude

Modern cowboy cadres, guns and glory dudes



So if you got a problem, pick up the telephone

For the guns and glory cowboys from the twilight zone

At the Continental Club, there's no extras for striptease

We're the gang that couldn't shoot straight but we aim to please

Here we buy some old English wreck
And we start it up for the girls to check
Its mugs night out at the old palais
And the girl wants a ride on a saturday
Its time for the hour for the drunks to shout
As the barman shoves the people out
The red light says come on down
And streetfights breakout all over town

It`s an English custom it`s ceremony
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!
I `ve been in Pentonville I`ve been in Battersea
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!

We got plenty of sixties slums
They said she jumped from floor twenty one
It`s empty now but it blocks out the sun
Used to be the shape of things to come
The children runnin`raggedy breaking the glass
Smashing the lights in the underpass
Gonna need no flag when they`re seventeen
For waiting at someone who looks like the Queen

I`ve been in Chinatown I`ve been in Embassy
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!
Casino Dino and Roulette Len
All know my name and back again

This alley runs to the farm on the hill
Where the nights are wild and the petrol spill
Firestone Freddy and Molotov Jack
Their shadow goes but it soon come back
Striking sparks in floods of oil
No name no flag for mother soil
You can guarantee she`ll burn tonight
`Cos England keeps the household white

You know it ain`t safe it`s way too early or late
The Mets` gonna getcha down in Bishopsgate
I ain`t at number 10 I`m at number twenty three B
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!

Take all the bed box people and the opera lights
London town is ours tonight
Well it`s over to you and bye from me
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!

"Say hello to my little friend!!!"



"The guys who last in this business are the guys who fly straight..."



"Say hello to my little friend!!!"



"Say hello to my little friend!!!"



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