Metropolis

Everyday it’s just the same bad news

The paper-boy cried in the rain,

The headlines got me feelings so confused

And it’s driving the kids insane.

She’s asleep on the table, Café-de-Plaisir,

And she don’t even know how she got in here,

She works every day for the government police

But at night she’s out running with anarchists.

Chorus:

There’s gonna be a showdown, boy

Livin’ with the rhythm of this paranoia

There’s gonna be a showdown boy

Livin’ with the rhythm of this paranoia

They all come to the Palace Gardens

To pose for the Sunday News spread,

Political speakers and trade union leaders,

They’re leaving us all for dead.

written by: R.Clapton

publisher: Orient Pacific Music