Killing Joke - The Pandys Are Coming Lyrics
There was a rhyme that wasn't a rhymeIn a time that wasn't a timeThere was a place that wasn't a placeThere was a race that wasn't a raceBut I lived in a city no-one knewThousands of people, indecisionsChained in by sorrow everyoneStarted to wonder how it all begunWaiting for leaders to lead them to pensQueues went for miles and millions to comeFall of because write us a fewFriend kept complaining and joined the queue!Still was a place that wasn't a placeStill a race that wasn't a raceHad to find it, it wasn't 'round hereSuch a thought - a simple ideaLong hall and benches, flesh on the spitMusic was playing, wine to drinkWomen of scarlet, faces of flameLaughter and argue, ever the same