Beautiful South - Hold Me Close (Underground) Lyrics
Hey church I was thinkingThe Third World seems to be sinkingCan't you all get over thereAnd we'll have them all over hereAnd you can learn to catch your own foodAnd you can learn to build your own hutAnd we'll make up the usual excuseTo keep them in the pubs till they're shutHey skin, I just thoughtThe doctrine Hitler has taughtIs still kicking off in the StatesCan't you go and join with your matesJoin up with the clueless clanDress up in a bag and a skirtEnd up looking like a jedMeanwhile we'll have gone madAnd the hidden jukebox plays us a songFor each and everyoneFor black, white, straight and the gayCelebrate you being awayHey Turk I was thinkingOK so l may have been drinkingYou can come drink over hereAnd we'll ***** them off over thereWhisky for the Greek and the TurkGin for the Arab and the JewA double arsenic for Mister Le PenCause it's him who soils Europe and not youAnd the hidden jukebox plays us a songEveryone should sing alongWith a message that'll ring and ringThese are the words that we sing