In Old England Town (Boogie #2)

Lyrics by Jeff Lynne

Down, down, you can see them all
Rising gaily to the top
Keep on risin', babe, you know you've got a long drop
You'd better cling, 'cause it's the done thing.

Down, down, at the Policemen's Ball
They're all dancing in a line
Keep on grunting, boys, you know you're doing fine
Come quickly, I've been strangled.

Down, down, at the military
They're all marching round and round
Keep them boots shined and that stiff upper lip down
Ablution, revolution.

Down, down, at the launching pad
Giant phallus stands erect
Ten thousand tons of waste throb, then eject
Look out space, we're gonna change our place.

Down, down, in old England town
There was air and now there's smoke
Let's build more cars and drive away before we choke
Suddenly, it's always nighttime.

Down, down, at the nice trade fair
All the money's gone astray
Let's inflate this price and float away
Just you and me and everyone...

©1973 by CBS Records Inc. All rights reserved. Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws. As recorded by the Electric Light Orchestra.

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