An Englishman In New York

Album: Freeze Frame (1979)
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  • Demented New York athletes staggering round the block
    Deformed Chicanos pour in, Chicago's rolling stock
    Digital bathrooms drilling for furs
    Surgical stockings marked his and hers
    Guggenheim attitudes back to back
    With Jewish Baroque

    No way street, no way street
    Happy to see you, you have a nice day!

    Defecting Russian dance into Hockney prints
    Exclusive to Bloomingdale's, gift-wrapped in red
    From the land of blue rinse
    They boggle at menus in Olde English verse
    "Ode to a burger" by Keats at his worst
    The hissing of omelettes the breaking of legs
    Don't shoot till you see the whites of their eggs
    The pink fillet mignon looks black on the negs

    Strange apparatus, you've never seen,
    Strange apparatus, ever stranger theme
    Street alligators, big Anglophile
    Will navigate us through a change of style
    I came, I saw what manner of beast is this
    New York, you talk a little bit left of center
    A scream, a shout
    New York is throwing its weight about
    Walk tall, walk straight, spit the world right in the eye
    The stronger the wood the straighter the arrow
    Dismembered hopeful My-Lai veterans queuing for sleaze
    "Sorry no dogs, no fags, no shriners, and no amputees"
    Sexual athlete applies for audition
    Willing to make it in any position
    Just one of the extras with blood on their faces
    In snow-white and the seven basket cases
    I'm happy and dopey and dirty in places
    No way street, no way street

    Lock up your daughters, Avon crawling!
    Devoted collectors of paraphernalia out walking the rock
    Battle and bitch for the ultimate kitch
    Of a crucifix clock
    Two miniature Romans, running on rails
    Appear every hour and bang in the nails
    I've got to have it, Christ, I gotta bet the first
    On your block

    Disturbing facts about Nazi splinter groups seen on the news
    They're picketing synagogues and claiming that
    Hitler was King of the Jews
    Caught in the tunnel an ambulance howls
    A men's room attendant is flapping his jowls
    Sssh, Howard Johnson is moving his bowels

    Strange apparatus, you've never seen
    Strange apparatus, even stranger theme
    Street alligators, big Anglophile
    Will navigate us through a change of style
    Strange apparatus, you've never seen
    Strange apparatus, even stranger theme
    Walk straight, walk tall, spit the world right in the eye
    The stronger the wood, the straighter the arrow

    No way street, no way street Writer/s: Gordon Sumner
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Anonymous from Big FanThis song used to freak me out as a kid.I loved it but for some reason it freaked me out as well...same as war of the worlds...Great song though
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