Альбом 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 PossᨠBritish 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, Chè 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!!!"

"Goodmorning Sodom and Gomorra
Goodmornig sinners
No that wasn`t your radio set on the bleep again"

Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today

Lotta rockheads on the block
Dougie died and Sue got frocked
If the stove is hot then I ain`t lost
And Rosa says my star is crossed
Little Jamie writes V. Thirteen
Comes in by the door goes out by screen
He don`t listen to me he knows everything
Girls on the avenue ask me to sing

Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today

The paper drags and folds me down
Like a paper cup I fly around
I`ve been eating food that ain`t been checked
And the Russian rain is beating down my neck
Screen blackout on the southern war
Cue talk breakdown on point forty four
There must be a place the preacher say "I guess"
But a drifter will tell you no place is best

Shout for all the people who have nothing to say
`Cos were only gone tomorrow and here today

Was a one off dirt jam when England came good
One night in a thousand they`ve played knock on wood
We used to go roamin` go roamin` around
When you don`t look for something it`s sure to be found

Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
Shout for all the people who have nothing to say
`Cos were only gone tomorrow and here today
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
Yes I`m only gone tomorrow and here today

"Sodom and Gomorra this is London gov."

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!!!"

The beats are fre...
The the the beats are fre...
The the the beats are fre...
The the the beats are fresh

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