Park Lane Speakers Songtext

That was your excuse,
To join me in confusion,
To join me at the gig of little MC Fusion,
Where we nearly stole a mic,
And it was whipped away in front of us,
Nearly got a cab and now we're heading for the night bus.

Everyday I say, never pay for one of those things,
Surviving on an upper wing,
Hate it worse than bee stings.

Walk, and you'll save in the dark,
But meet strangers in the park,
And it's a lovely place,
Where they're gonna change your face.

I joke but I don't joke..

I have a friend who it happened to a friend,
And he was living it for years, As if this was his only year.
He was living it dearly and hating it daily,
And giving everything up cos his mind had sent him crazy.

I said to my friend, of which this guy was a friend,
If I do a compilation,
A selected compilation,
And I give it to you,
Will you give it to him?
Too will you tell him that I know it's not a cure?
And if you do,
Tell him that i'm just thinking up, will do,
And that friends are pretty seldom,
You can bottle up or tell them,
What is is haunting you,
Or daunting you,
In the majority of isolated cases,
They don't do.

Walk, and you'll save in the dark,
We'll play strangers in the park,
And it's a lovely place,
Where your friends will save a space for us on the grass.

And it'll always pass, like the song I put on,
'All This Will Pass' by George Harrison.
And the windows may be squeaking but you'll drown in the sound,
Of the park lane speakers,

Get some park lane speakers in your ear,
And you'd wanna know what song it is,
That's taken you here,
Well the way it works is on your shirt,
You look and it'll tell you what you hear,
It'll tell you what's taken you here,
Get better...

Get some park lane speakers in your ear,
And you'd wanna know what song it is,
That's taken you here,
Well the way it works is on your shirt,
You look and it'll tell you what you hear,
It'll tell you what's taken you here,
Get better... I...