My head was swimming in a Bangkok joint You got paint on your coat like an arrow point I followed where it led as if pulled by a bow Fired into the night deep and slow to where I'll never know
The hotel was dark as we made our arrival Waiting breathlessly for the Joe Meek revival But it didn't stand any chance of survival You know Joe had an American rival Poor old Joe, poor old Joe
It takes a leap of faith, To pull the trigger on the world you're accustomed to You might as well take out the landlady too It's only a small thing to choose
Just like Joe meek's blues, just like Joe meek's blues
It's a twisted world so let's twist again There's a bass drum sound going round in my brain A cat communicates with an artichoke Lord Sutch delivers a homophobe joke Heinz gets his nose chewed again
So you turned up in Leon with very little luggage Started talking in a foreign language I tied two beds together with a strap from my bag Everyone was dressed in white But you were dressed in black
Dressed in black again Pull the trigger on the world you're accustomed to You might as well save a bullet for me tooa footnote in tomorrow's news
Just like Joe meek's blues, just like Joe meek's blues Just like Joe meek's blues, just like Joe meek's blues
Back in London and it didn't even rain The Joe meek revival was happening again But the clocks went forward and the revival got choked British summertime came like a cruel joke You went back dressed in black
It takes a leap of faith To really go for something right out of the blue Sure we might have torn each other's hair out by the roots And recorded it on two track tape
Just like Joe meek's blues, just like Joe meek's blues Just like Joe meek's blues, just like Joe meek's blues Just like Joe meek's blues, just like Joe meek's bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
