that's entertainment

Singer: billy bragg

a police car and a screamin' siren

pneumatic drill and ripped-up concrete

a baby wailing

a stray dog howling

the screech of brakes and lamplight 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

i say that's entertainment

that's entertainment

la la la. days of speed and slow-time mondays

pissing down with rain on a boring wednesday

watching the news and not eating your tea

freezing cold flat with damp on the walls

i say 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 telly and thinking 'bout 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 masks a scream of midnight

two lovers missing the tranquillity of solitude

getting a cab and travelling on buses

reading the graffiti about slashed-seat affairs

i say that's entertainment

that's entertainment

la la la.