Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again?
The leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the grasmere
But honey pie, you're not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there's panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself
Do you want to know what I think of you? Yes, my honest view.
You don't?
It will help you.
It really will.
I mean. . . . .how are you ever going to get it right
if you don't know what you're doing wrong?
This song well l do not feel/think, it as much about race, nor sexuality But it was about the culture of British popular music. For a while most music was disco/dance. Adult orientated, many other music, progressive, rock, FM held deeper lyrics, but like emotions in soul music. In some ways, it’s never quite about depth you think.
In other themes is it about the shallowness . . yes sometimes it meant to be throwaway.
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