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alexei sayle - panic lyrics

[spoken]
you know, i was in london, england the other day and who should i bump into but the prime minister of the entire united kingdom, and we got rapping about my favourite subject: food. i say “hey mama! give me a recipe”
she say “right on, big rapper! i’ll give you my recipe for disaster!”

take a government that’s crazy
a third party that’s lazy
and an opposition whose very existence
often seems to be hazy
take pop music that’s boring
add tv that gets you snoring
and a football team that often seems
to have difficulty in scoring

throw these ingredients into a pot
hеat it ’til it turns much faster
keep the lid on ’til boiling point
that’s my recipе for disaster
grand master, cut faster!

[spoken]
you know, i was in balmoral, scotland the other day, and who should i see but your queen. i say “hey ma’am, what’s happenin’?”
she say “oh, big rapper. i be so worried about that woman that’s running this country. she be crazy, man!”
i say “hey, your majesty, in this kind of situation there’s just one thing you should do…”

panic! panic!
roll on the floor and act manic!
run ’round the room and buzz like a fly
bend over backwards, kiss your behind goodbye
just panic! panic! panic! panic!
take a population with no hope
giant council estates and cheap dope
and industrial production that’s taken a reduction
right down a slippery slope
take millions on the breadline
that don’t get mentioned in the headlines
and you gotta see that this country be
heading for a deadline

throw these ingredients into a pot
heat it ’til it turns much faster
keep the lid on ’til boiling point
that’s my recipe for disaster
grand master, cut faster!

take tonnes of air pollution
that mess up your constitution
but the hospital’s closed
it’s been bulldozed as a radical new solution
the roads and sewers are crumbling
the poor people are all grumbling
and the light at the end of the tunnel you see
it’s not prosperity but a big express train robbery!

throw these ingredients into a pot
heat it ’til it turns much faster
keep the lid on ’til boiling point
that’s my recipe for disaster
grand master, cut faster!
[spoken]
you know, i was in red square, moscow the other day buying some postcards, and who should i see but mikhail gorbachev, premier of the soviet union. i say “hey, mick! what’s happenin’ my man?”
he say “oh, rapper. i am so worried. that mr. reagan: he’s crazy, man! he’s gonna blow up the world.”
i say “hey, be cool, baby. in this kind of situation, i have the solution. just…”

panic! panic!
roll on the floor and act manic!
run ’round the room and buzz like a fly
bend over backwards, kiss your behind goodbye
panic! panic! panic! panic!

- alexei sayle lyrics

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