White Man In Hammersmith Palais Lyrics - 311

Midnight to six man 

For the first time from Jamaica 

Dillinger and Leroy Smart 

Delroy Wilson, your cool operator 

Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae 

With backing bands sound systems 

If they've got anything to say 

There's many black ears here to listen 

But it was Four Tops all night 

With encores from stage right 

Charging from the bass knives to the treble 

But on stage, they ain't got no roots rock rebel 

On stage, they ain't got no roots rock rebel 

Dress back jump back, this is a blue beat attack 

Jones'in won't get you anywhere 

Fooling with your guns 

The British Army is waiting out there 

And it weighs fifteen hundred tons 

White youth, black youth 

Better find another solution 

Why not phone up Robin Hood 

And ask him for some wealth distribution? 

Punk rockers in L.A. 

They won't notice anyway 

They're all too busy fighting 

For a good place under the lighting 

The new groups are not concerned 

With what there is to be learned 

They got Burton suits, ha, you think it's funny 

Turning rebellion into money 

All over people changing their votes 

Along with their overcoats 

If Adolf Hitler flew in today 

They'd send a limousine anyway 

And the all night drug-prowling wolf 

Who looks so sick in the sun 

And the white man in the Palais 

But you go looking for fun 

I'm only looking for fun 

Oh, please Mister, leave me alone 

And I'm only looking for fun 

Looking for fun, ow