Lyrics Scritlocks Door - Scritti Politti

Scritlocks Door

Problem at hand at Scritlock’s door
The issue on your airway
Because out in the world the beaty groups
And the market forces play…
No wishing, no arty, no grab-it-and-run
Will rid us of this disease
It lays down the law, the wills and the won’ts
And it fucks up liberty…
Oh, interest is kept and money is made
By changing the scenery
Oh, fashion is fab when the product
Is made of necessity…
The paper, the language, the idle reply
Weighs like the fattest ghosts
The myth and the cackle, the door huts the rear
Of the groups you like the most.
And what will you do when the market shuts you up
And takes your thought boards away?
The artists, the message, the all above words
And the dismal, heavy way…
Oh, faith comma hope comma charity, they must be harder than this,
Because fashion is fab, the product is made of necessi--