Just Like That - Mark King

My uncle ernie had a *wongleberry*

It used to live along the side of his nose

On the whole it made a very good show

Yknow, I like being in the music biz

But its not all fun

Hey sometimes its also hard

So heres a tune that says…

Its no wonder Im so mad

When I see the chances that I had

Blown away by mr suits big boys

Nine to fivers making all the noise

Making sure that no-one has the choice

I could tell them go to hell

Start a new sound give us some clean air

Open up a door for those who care

Churning out the crap, just like that

Any old riff, gimme a spliff

Then youll clear the business

I could wear a hat, just like that

Send me down the steps

Send me down the stair

Look away to see

Maybe its conspiracy

Put together by God and us who see

They knew where to be Treyre cops unwrapped

Ohhhhh

Its too late…

Im too late…

I could never be…

What they want me to be…

Churning out the crap, just like that

Any old riff, gimme a spliff

Then youll clear the business

I could wear a hat, just like that

Send me down the steps

Send me down the stair

Look away to see, too late…

Im too late

Im too late

Im too late