Talking Wag Club Blues Billy Bragg Brewing Up With (Bonus CD) Intro: (x4) Well the sun goes down on London Town But it never sets on Oxford Street Those well spoken young men and their bouncers Are trying to create a well dressed elite (And all on private medicine, tut! tut!) (x2) Once inside join the rising tide Of people who are so proud to get in Who think their face is their fortune But under their skin they're ugly as sin (Didn't I meet you down at the clinic ?) (x2) Lots of boys with lots of poise And hair right down to their hips Lots of pretty girls with sun tans And cold sores on their lips Is he your boyfriend ? Or is he just here to hold your coat ? Take it off Take it off Take it off and let's find out Eh ? Half-arsed tries with half caste eyes Are sucking in their cheeks until it hurts Lots of twats with funny hats With Karl Marx printed on their shirts Who'll tell you revolution is just a state of mind Oh, this is Saturday night in the West End alright (x4) And these people are not my kind (PM) You can cut the rug with this week's drug (PM) Make 'em all queue up to lick your arse (PM) Wear a T-shirt that says 'Young, Free & Single' (PM) Or a big badge that says 'I'm hip & working class' (PM) The place is full of ear'oles (PM) Who hang on every word that they speak (PM) Who believe what they write about themselves (PM) Week after week after week after week (I don't know how they get away with it They should be ashamed) Well if it's all so bloody beautiful Take it home and have it framed (x2) (x4)