I would send out for assistance but there's someone on the signal wire And the corporation logo is flashing on and off in the sky They're putting all your names in the forbidden book I know what they're doing but I don't want to look
You think they're so dumb, you think they're so funny Wait until they've got you running to the Night rally, night rally, night rally
Everybody's singing with their hand on their heart About deeds done in the darkest hours That's just the sort of catchy little melody To get you singing in the showers
Oh, I know that I'm ungrateful I've got it lying on a plate And I'm not buying my share of souvenirs You can stand to attention You can pray to your uncle Only get that chicken out of here Everyone gets armbands and 3-D glasses Some are in the back room And they're taking those night classes
You think they're so dumb, you think they're so funny Wait until they've got you running to the
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérpretes: Bruce Thomas (PPL - I), Declan Patrick Aloysius Mac-manus (Elvis Costello) (PPL - I), Peter Michael Thomas (Pete Thomas) (PPL - I), Stephen John Hart (Steve Nieve) (PPL - I)Publicado em 1978ECAD verificado fonograma #2012048 em 07/Abr/2024