A police car and a screaming siren,
Pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete.
A baby wailing and stray dog howling,
The screech of brakes and lamp light blinking.
That's entertainment,
That's entertainment.
A smash of glass and the rumble of boots,
An electric train and a ripped up phone booth.
Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat,
Lights going out and a kick in the balls.
That's entertainment.
That's entertainment.
Days of speed and slow time Mondays,
Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday.
Watching the news and not eating your tea,
A freezing cold flat with damp on the walls.
That's entertainment.
That's entertainment.
Waking up at 6 a.m. on a cool warm morning,
Opening the windows and breathing in petrol.
An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard,
Watching the tele and thinking about your holidays.
That's entertainment.
That's entertainment.
Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes,
Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume.
A hot summer's day and sticky black tarmac,
Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away.
That's entertainment.
That's entertainment.
Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight,
Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude.
Getting a cab and travelling on buses,
Reading the graffiti about slashed seat affairs.
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That's entertainment.