a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

public service broadcasting - broadcasting house lyrics

this is the entrance hall to broadcasting house
in the latin inscription which you see up there above the central arch, we have tried to reflect the idea behind our work
what does it say?
a free translation would run like this
this temple of the arts and muses is dedicated to almighty god by the first governors of broadcasting in the year 1931
sir john reith being the director general
it is their prayer that good seeds sown may bring forth a good harvest
that all things hostile to peace or purity may be banished from this house
and that the people, inclining their ear to whatsoever things are beautiful and honest and of good report
may tread the path of wisdom and uprightness
yes. i think i rather like that
so do i
12 floors, 350 offices
700 people in this big house [?]
you who pay your ten shillings a year own the house
six million of you

i receive that signal. it is ok

2,000 of you write every day + praising, blaming, inquiring
letters for music department, drama department
outside broadcast apartment, talk department, jazz band department
engineers department, research department and finance department

“more variety! more variety!” far less variety!

through soundproof doors, then doors, then doors again
you come to an inside core of the building, isolated from all the rest
where the makers of the noises practise to make them good noises

we’re getting near it

now come and listen in on some of your big executives
the mighty but mysterious men who plan, scheme and arrange
days and weeks ahead what you will hear for your ten+bob contribution to the fund

no branch or department works to itself
and no branch or department can do ill
without that ill spreading throughout the whole organism
and an organism is a collection of individuals
and the health of one can affect the health of the whole
stand by, everybody, we’ll give you a light
all right effects, start the drum

the drums, the drums!
macbeth doth come!

- public service broadcasting lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS