Blondie: Inner city spillover

Lying in her bed A brick fell on her head Plaster finally crumbled And dropped its load Oh Oh Though the building was condemned Recycled abused again The brick that smashed her brain Is now a road in Main When the pressure is way, way, down The water comes out brown It was on television They took her brain uptown Hey we give the poison eye Some abstract modern saint A painting or a sculpture Or a cultural restraint Inner city spillover Where the big time ticks Royal rows of servants have to warm What the furnace skips Inner city spillover Check out the scene Inner city spillover Walk men on the beam Lying on her bed A brick fell on her head You find the ace of hearts and win It's easy man At a higher school of knowledge They put a brain college Replacement parts And slippery cards We'll come around again The writings on the wall Statesmen say it's all With the odd boys on and the colours crash Long, long, before the fall One out of these three cards Will definatly up the odds Find the red hot red to win Drop on in Time out and time in All the suckers play again By the Broadway babies and the island man And the hotshots gambling Inner city spillover pops and pics Inner city spillover where the big time ticks Inner city spillover isle of dreams Inner city spillover Walk man on the beam Inner city spillover Subway writers fight Newsmen uncover more horrors to describe Okay sweetheart pull over Where did you learn to drive Angles ask the people over Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Inner city spillover where the big time ticks Royal rows of servants have to warm what the furnace skips Inner city spillover Pop the scene Inner city spillover Walk men on the beam