Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Monochrome World

About right now everyone wants the lyrics to an obscure song by an obscure eighties pop group (Cleaners from Venus), amiright? Exclusively on inchoatia! I can't figure out the "do you listen to the..." part for the life of me, so anyone with any helpful ideas should feel free to chip in.

East street eight thirty five
There by the factory gate
Just as the day is coming alive
Two kids kiss as they wait

And he was a biker boy
And she was a factory girl

She looked pale and tired
He was disheveled and wild
I heard her say just as I walked by
"Oh, John, let's make a child."

And he was a biker boy
And she was a factory girl
And they were a hundred light years away
from a mixed-up monochrome world

They danced, built council houses out of sand
You just can't get a grant for love and fresh air
In a monochrome world

East street quarter to nine
Boss drives up in his car
He says to her "don't kiss on my time
"It's not cheap like you are"
And he was a biker boy
And she was a factory girl

Boss goes trundling by
John says "Hey you in the suit
"You know that I was wondering why
Fat jerks end up with the loot."

And he was a biker boy
And she was a factory girl
And they were a hundred light years away
From a mixed-up monochrome world

They danced built council houses out of sand
You just can't get a grant for love and fresh air
In a monochrome world

They danced built council houses out of sand
You just can't get a grant for love and fresh air
In a monochrome world
In a monochrome world
In a monochrome world baby blue
In a monochrome world
Have you ever read Barbara Cartland?
In a monochrome world
Do you listen to the [??smashing distant??]
In a monochrome world
Have you ever read Barbara Cartland?
In a monochrome world
Can I take you to...
"That's my line surely..."

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