The Loyaliser Lyrics - Fatima Mansions

The model volcano by the giant gas tank 

The street corner gun-market next to the robbed bank 

The poorhouse next to the Uniroyal palace 

A tower of riches, beside it the abyss 

Sit in the gridlock under the stopped clock 

Long for a new taste? Suck on a breeze-block 

Your brain is a doughnut, your spirit's a dry cup 

This place has the poison to fill them all right up 

Lockdown London-- 

Headbutt the pebble-dash 

The girl with the bit nails and fondness for blackmail 

You made her a secret, now she knows she can't fail 

Your weakness was known well, she earned her a bombshell 

Her life's worth of grievance now hangs from your coat-tails 

The little drummer-boy sadly (though eloquent) bitches 

Too old for the bluff game or overnight riches 

He meets with your pen friend, they speak of your badness 

and compose a duet--sounds like Tarzan and Callas 

I've been a victimiser and I've been victimised 

I've been a sly betrayer who has been demonised 

I've been an instrument of all I hate 

So here's to all you absent leeches--safe 

I'm not around to hear your pious speeches while you're... 

CHORUS: 

Waiting for a date from the Loyaliser 

Waiting for a date from the Loyaliser 

Crying for a sign from the Loyaliser 

Time always on the side of the Loyaliser 

Into thinner air with the Loyaliser 

You get older, you get scared but you get no wiser 

Now you must adjust your ears to the sound of trouble 

getting louder and louder and louder and louder 

Forget the "like-with-like," now there is only other 

as the walls begin to buckle and turn into powder 

Cowed figures under railway arches 

wait for the coming storm 

They've already seen your great provider 

in his true bloodthirsty human form 

Time to get criminal-minded 

Take any way out when you find it 

and those who stay around do so because they're blinded 

No light at all when you're...CHORUS 

Lockdown London... 

Just a prison...