pyro
16-06-2006, 09:57 PM
Friend of mine has the pr job from hell, he has to promote BOOH3 to the yoof market.... so I wrote this for him..
The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling
Just like my bosses tonight
Theres a fatman in leather with a contract in his hand
And a pen shining oh so bright
Theres money in the air and theres drink flowing round
And a drugs out on the moonlit streets
And down there in soho where the dealers are rising
Oh I swear I saw a young boy
Fresh from Action
He was starting to gloat in the heat
Oh meatloaf youre the only thing in this whole world
Thats making me money tonight
And wherever you are and wherever you go
The prats are gonna say youre right
But I gotta get out
I gotta kick the door down
Before the final scratch of the pen
cos once the contract is signed gotta sell you to chavs
the youth market as well
and I'll be so alone
Like a PR man
I always talk out of my arse
When the coke is over
like a PR man Ill be stoned stoned stoned
Like a PR man I 'll be talking out of my arse
When the bull****s over
And the and the moneys gone
And the the dawn comes breaking through
Then like a adman before the gates of Max clifford
I'll make a fortune out of you
The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling
Just like my bosses tonight
Theres a fatman in leather with a contract in his hand
And a pen shining oh so bright
Theres money in the air and theres drink flowing round
And a drugs out on the moonlit streets
And down there in soho where the dealers are rising
Oh I swear I saw a young boy
Fresh from Action
He was starting to gloat in the heat
Oh meatloaf youre the only thing in this whole world
Thats making me money tonight
And wherever you are and wherever you go
The prats are gonna say youre right
But I gotta get out
I gotta kick the door down
Before the final scratch of the pen
cos once the contract is signed gotta sell you to chavs
the youth market as well
and I'll be so alone
Like a PR man
I always talk out of my arse
When the coke is over
like a PR man Ill be stoned stoned stoned
Like a PR man I 'll be talking out of my arse
When the bull****s over
And the and the moneys gone
And the the dawn comes breaking through
Then like a adman before the gates of Max clifford
I'll make a fortune out of you