Lyrics

SWINGING CITY LYRICS.

 

LYRICS ONE.

 

  1. ASSET STRIPPER.

  2. I’M FOR THE MOMENT.

  3. BROKEN DREAMS

  4. I’M SURE GUY YOU UNDERSTAND.

  5. GOLD AND SILVER.

  6. JESUS WEPT.

  7. NO MEAN CITY.

  8. CRISIS AT TRUEMANTLE.

  9. WHY FATHER WHY?

  10. ASPECTS. ASPECTS.

 

ASSET STRIPPER.

You’re Fired !  Retired. Get off the scene.
We don’t keep losers on the team.
No pension rights for burnt out cases.
He’s only good for licking laces.

 

That guy was smart.
Too smart by half, when he got started
That’s not enough though
It’s dog eat dog round here.
Hey Shrink !  You got to tell them
Make it clear.  This isn’t easy street !

 

Oh No !

 

You’ve got to shake them.  Show them.
Make them see.
Just exactly what it took for me to be
The Share Price Mover of the Century.

 

Okay. Strip those assets and loose those funds.
I got no time and I got no bonds
To tie me to tales of pleading sympathy
From laid off workers on redundancy.
I got no ethics. Got no code.
Just stash my cash on the golden road
Of buying in cheap and selling out dear.
So what do we care if we’re in the clear.

 

When the shares are undervalued- That’s when you’ll see
Speeder moving in on a spending spree.
Asset Stripper !  That’s what I’ll always be
Lease back and Hi-Jack and set the assets free.

 

So sell that factory.  Sell that plant.
But first make a grab for the investment grant.
Sell that patent.  Sell the copyright.
Cash in the freehold before the going gets tight.

 

Yeah !  Milk those assets and water down the shares.
Dilute the capital and don’t shed tears.
Cos the only thing that grabs me about the law of equity
Is that the voting control belongs to me.

 

Just remember that when you work for me
I’m fast. I’m fleet and I sting like a bee.
When the shares are undervalued- That’s when you’ll see
Speeder moving in on a spending spree.
Asset Stripper.  That’s what I’ll always be.
I’m the Share Price Mover of the Century.

 

I’M FOR THE MOMENT.

Listen !  I’m for the moment.  I’m for now.
I’m going to make it like somehow.
I’m going to fly.  Going to float. Going to Sing.
I’m going to take this City and make it Swing.

 

Hell !  I’ve got a lot of living to unleash on the market.
I’m going to make a killing. Take a head or two.
For Now is the moment to take what’s to be taken.
Now is the time I’m going to make my bid.
I’m going to break through the top of the market.
To prise out the treasure by lifting the lid.

 

Sure. I’m going to hive off.  I’m going to merge.
I’m going to take Big Business and make my purge.
For I’ve got a time fuse.  The fuel for explosion.
And I’m on the burn to blow out corrosion.

 

Yeah I’m for the moment. I’m for now.
I’m going to move it like somehow.
I’m going to make it RING A DING A DING
I’M GOING TO TAKE THIS CITY
AND MAKE IT SWING.

 

Yeah I’m for the moment. I’m right now.
I’m going to move it like somehow.
I’m going to make it RING A DING A DING
I’M GOING TO TAKE THIS CITY
AND MAKE IT SWING.

 

BROKEN DREAMS.

When I reflect on what we had
And how you blew it. Tossed it all away
Without a thought. Without a care
Of what you’d do to me.
It’s then. That’s when the pain begins.
Oh Guy. I had such dreams for us.
What happened to those dreams.

 

Sometimes I feel that from the start
You feared to let me see that side of you
You knew so well would come to torture me.
And yet you knew. You must have known
I’d slowly come to see
What lay behind your bland façade
Your seeming love for me.

 

My Father’s hand.  That’s what you claimed
Denied what hopes we might have had.
But Guy you’re too adroit
Far too astute to so misjudge him.
No Guy. You see behind my sorrow
Only what you want to see.
Yet every day you seek, pursue fresh infidelities
And in that way you twist the knife
You seek revenge through me.

 

But I …
Oh I still love you Guy
Though torn in shreds between
Your hatred of my father
And my hopes for you.  My dreams.

 

  

I’M SURE GUY YOU UNDERSTAND.

 

I’m sure Guy you understand

There was no time for us to stand
In conflict, in further disarray.
The fact that we failed to find
Fresh funds, loose credit lines
Was still no good reason for delay.

 

I know Guy you still feel trepidation
But believe me of one thing I’ve no doubt.
There was no way we could walk away
From the deal that you signed today
We couldn’t run the risk of missing out.

 

Gotta move fast.
When there’s nothing more to stop you
Let nothing more restrain you
Let nothing in your way.
By changing our liquid flow
And waiving short ratios
We’ll still raise alone the whole outlay.

 

Come Guy with Sir Henry out of action
We had to act without him
We’d have got no satisfaction by delay.

We can’t let sentiment emotion
Rule our instincts
Cloud our reason
There was no longer any reason for delay.

 

Don’t fret Guy. You know whatever happens
We’re behind you. We’ll support you.
We will back you all the way.
Today you proved your mettle
Had the nerve to grant the nettle.
Rest assured Guy we’re behind you.
We’ll endorse you. We’ll support you.
We will back you all the way.

 

Come Guy. You understand
This was no time for us to stand
In conflict in further disarray.


The fact that we failed to find
Fresh funds. Loose credit lines
Was still no good reason for delay.

 

Gotta move fast.
There’s nothing more to stop you.
Let nothing more restrain you
Let nothing in your way.
By changing our liquid flow
And raising short ratios
We’ll still raise alone the whole outlay.

 

Come Guy. You understand
This was no time for us to stand
In conflict.  In further disarray
The fact that we failed to find
Fresh funds. Loose credit lines
Was still no good reason for delay.

 

GOLD AND SILVER.

So.  Status symbols still impress you.
My Son.  You’ve still got much to learn
Pomp.  Possessions still confuse you.
But I’ll teach you, train you, wean you.
Men not Money.  Power not Plaudits.
Such must be your sole concern.

 

For Money is but the tool of Man
In service to his need
That time has changed, transformed its role
Bears witness to Man’s greed.
Within my life I’ve felt the pangs
Of poverty and need.
I early learned the ways of men
And on those ways I feed.
Gold and Silver
Banks and Bankers
Captive funds within my span.
With such things I ply my trade
As only Midas can.
With these I tease men’s vanity
As only Midas can.

 

For Money is but one instrument
One means to reach my ends.
In lust for power, wide ranging power
My currency is Men.
My Empire’s built on solid rock
But something else again
As I spin and weave my web of power
I always deal in men.
As I spin and weave my wen of power
I trade in Gold for Men.

JESUS WEPT.

Jesus wept !

You’ve got to hang right in.
You don’t need me to tell you
What a fix we’re in.
Just one false move and they’ll have your skin !
Christ ! You know darn well
You’ve got to hang right in.

 

Who’s calling ?

 

Lammerson’s busted.  He’s out on a limb’
His whole damn world’s just fallen in.

 

Keep talking. Just don’t let him stall.  Sweet talk him.

Look. We’re blown on Wall Street. We could face a ban.
I’m warning you Baby. Just don’t screw Japan.
In Hell’s Name Sugar You’re the legal man.
Get your ass down there just as soon as you can.

 

Keep talking

 

Guy. You’re far too cute to be penned in.
Moved on. Moved out at an old man’s whim.
Sure you’re dancing on the edge
But you can’t give in.

 

Smooth talk him. Just don’t let him stall. Sweet talk him.

Of course. Once they ruled over everything
Their word was law and they ruled like Kings.
But now can’t you see though they come on strong
They’re Yesterday’s men. Their real power’s gone.
It’s time to turn the tables and take them on.
You’ve got to hang right in.

 

Caracas !  Look the whole deal’s finished it’s down the pan.
So get the Hell out before the shit hits the fan !

 

Keep talking.
I’m warning you Walt.  Quit stalling.
Hell !  The whole team’s busted or they’re in the can.
And if you can’t swing it then nobody can.

 

If the True want out that’s the bottom line.
It’s panic there !  Button pushing time.
Flight Money !  Sure they cracked our code.
Hot Money’s got no fixed abode.

 

No. They can’t pin it on you.  Don’t waste your time.
I’m flying to Geneva in two days time.

 

Right close him down we’re strapped for time.

 

So go tell Schulz I don’t give a dime.
But I’m telling you now it’s the bottom line.
You’ve got forty eight hours to bring it in line.

 

Right I’m flying to Geneva. Got to buy some time.
Just tell him to hold he can’t resign.
And You Van- Pack.  You’re coming with me.
 

NO MEAN CITY.

Downside up or No Mean City.
Junkies tip.  The Underbelly.
Downside.  Downside.  Out of vision.
Spat out scum in their divisions.
Scuttling Scuffling Flickering shadows.
Flecked by moonbeams. Shifting quickly.
Heads down hunted – Mind your business
You! Hey You there. You move on.
Lice filled. Lost. Beleaguered.  Smelly.
Kick them down the Underbelly !

 

Draped by darkness. Lit by Embers.
Slumped and Sunken.  Crouched by bonfires.
Furtive Threadbare.  Huddled Hungry.
You ! Hey You there. You move on.

 

City. City.  Harsh Ground City.
Snowbound. Windblown.  Cardboard City.

 

Homeless. Hunted. Cringing. Craven.
Wraith like Spectral.  Seeking haven.
Huddled Homeless.  Homeless Armies.
You ! Hey You there. You move on.
City. City. Soup Run City.
Cold Demeaning Cardboard City.
Savage Soulless Sickening City.
London’s Lost.  The Underbelly.
Yeah !  Hey You There.  You move on.

 

CRISIS AT TRUEMANTLE.

Hell ! Holy Shit !  I can’t believe it.
Just head it up.  Come on.  Let’s move it.
Get it on.  We’ve got a scoop !

 

You’ve got the Front Page.  Stunt Page.
Back Page. Share Page.
Outrage.  Backstage.
Knives out at The True !


You got the Frontline.  Stunt line.
Headline.  Breadline.
Punch line.  Bedlam.
It’s the deadline for The True.

What a break.  Double Take.
It’s the Crunch time for The True
It’s a Smash.  It’s a Splash.
It’s a Classic Backstage Coup !

 

In a week that’s seen dawn raiders
Build a huge stake in The True
Rumours rife and growing stronger
Of a vicious Backstage Coup.

 

True Shares take a Nose Dive
Plummet through the Chute !
Bombshell at Truemantle !
Rocks it right down to its roots.

 

In a week of leaks and rumours
Word is firmly taking root
Of a Blood Let Feud Vendetta
Acrimonious dispute.

 

Crisis at Truemantle.
Headline- Family dispute !
Son-In-Law in Shoot Out !
Could face Order of the Boot.
Bombshell at Truemantle
Rocks it right down to its roots
True Shares in a Free fall !
Nose Dive through the Chute.

 

In a week that’s seen dawn raiders
Build a huge stake in The True
Just What the Hell is happening
Behind the Portals of The True ?

 

WHY FATHER WHY ?

Why Father Why did you have to be so cruel ?

Can’t you see what Guy believed in
The very air he moved and breathed in
Was the same rare air shared by so very few.
Can you not see what Guy believed in
His very sense of dedication
Was a tribute both to you and to the True.

 

That you could so mistreat him.
First denounce him. Then discard him
Was to slap his years of service in his face.
I don’t ask that you condone him
But to blatantly disown him
Was to seek his sure destruction in disgrace,

And Father I must warn you
If Guy should stand against you
I’ll stand four square behind him as his wife.
For this I can’t forgive you
By your taste for retribution
You sought the mutilation
Of the one outstanding passion of his life.

 

And whatever Guy’s shortcomings
You can’t force me as your daughter
To abdicate my duties as a wife.

 

For if I’m forced to choose between you
Though it grieves me so to tell you
You’ve no longer any part within my life.
For whatever else may happen
Just as long as Guy might need me
He can count upon my loyalty as his wife.
But as for you my Father
My debt to you is over
You’ve no longer any part within my life.
No. As for you my Father
My debt to you is over
You’ve no longer any part within my life.

 

ASPECTS.  ASPECTS.

Aspects Aspects cut sharp through me

Cut sharp though the night air coldly
Tinged and timbrous Sounds perspectives
Whirl and twirl and turn to haunt me.

 

Prospects.  Prospects. Jagged edged
Shapes facaded.  Balustraded.
Domed and steepled thoughts reflections
Poised and poignant cut right through me.

 

Still life roots of my existance
All I’ve lived and worked and hoped for
Pinnacles and heights of splendour
Now seem lost to me forever.

 

But I will always love this city
Still draw solace from her beauty
For I know the debt I owe her
As I gaze in awe upon her
All these years that I have known her
Still I gaze in awe upon her
For she has meant
Will always mean
So very much to me.

 

Yes I will always love this city
Still draw solace from her beauty
For I know the debt I owe her
As I gaze in awe upon her
For she has meant
Will always mean
So very much to me
Yes she has meant
Will always mean so very much to me. 

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  • Robert Burns Background

Music

  • Swinging City
  • Gösta Berling Extracts
  • Journey to a Different World
  • Songs from three musicals
  • Blood and Fire
  • Gösta Berling Act One
  • Gösta Berling Act Two

Drama

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  • On the verge
  • In Search of Freedom
  • The Shades of Earl's Court Part 1
  • The Shades of Earl's Court Part 2

Verse

  • Images Of Love and War
  • The Ends of Evil
  • News Update
  • Lyrics
  • Lyrics 2
  • Work in Progress
  • Producers Comments
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