The Record Company Bash — текст песни (Chris De Burgh)

There`s a woman in the wardrobe singing Beatles out of tune,
And a salesman in the corner trying to blow up a burst balloon,
And the managing director, he`s a-lying on his back,
He`s got ice-cream on his trousers and he`s planning his attack,
It`s just another record company bash,
Nice to know they`ve got the cash,

You`re the only one here I can talk to,
Is there nowhere near we can walk to,
I really want to see you again,
But I don`t know your name;

Let`s go, let`s go home,
Yea, let`s go, let`s go home,
Let`s go, let`s get out...

The promotion department secretaries are out to kill tonight,
And the A and R director is still looking for his wife,
Oh and there`s a party in the bedroom,
They`ve got the mirror on the floor,
And there`s a guy who says he`s from Rolling Stone
Who shouldn`t be here at all,
It`s just another record company bash,
Nice to know someone`s got cash,
And they`re gonna do something obscene,
With the video machine,
I really think it`s time to leave,
Won`t you come with me please?

Let`s go, let`s go home,
Let`s go, let`s go home,
Grab a bottle of whisky and a bottle of wine,
It doesn`t really matter if it`s your place or mine,
Let`s go, let`s go home...