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godley and creme - an englishman in new york lyrics

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 att-tudes back to back.
with jewish baroque.

no way street. no way street.
happy to see you, have a nice day!

defecting russian dancers dance into hockney prints. exclusive to
bloomingdales, gift-wrapped in red, from the land of blue rinse.
they boggle at menus in olde english verse.
“ode to 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, even 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 centre.
a scream, a shout. new york is throwing it’s weight about.
walk tall, walk straight, spit the world right in the eye. the stranger the
wood the straighter the arrow.
dismembered hopeful my-lai veterans queuing for sleaze. “sorry no dogs, no
f-gs, no shriners, and no amputees.” s-xual 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 b-tch
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 be the first on our block.

disturbing facts about n-z- 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. ssshh, 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 stranger the
wood, the straighter the arrow.

no way street. no way street.

- godley and creme lyrics

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