That's Entertainment

Police car with a screaming siren
Pneumatic drill on a ripped up concrete
Baby wails as a stray dog howling
Brakes screech and lamp lights blinking

That's entertainment
That's entertainment

Smash of glass and the rumble of boots
Electric train and a ripped up 'phone booth
A hot day and a sticky black tarmac
A hot day and wishing I was far away

That's entertainment
That's entertainment

(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)

Days of speed and slow time Mondays
Wake at 6:00 a.m. and thinking 'bout your holidays
Open window and breathe in petrol
Cold flat with damp on the walls

Yes, that's entertainment
That's entertainment

(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)

Two lovers kiss among the screams of midnight
Two lovers miss the tranquility of solitude
Read graffiti of slash seat affairs
Splattered walls and a kick in the balls

Is all that you get in the name of entertainment (la)
(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)
(La, la-la, la la)
(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)



Credits
Writer(s): Paul John Weller
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