Sodom and Gomorra, let the DJ play,
'Cos I'm only gone tomorrow and here today.

There's a lotta rockheads on the block.
Dougie died and Sue got frocked.
If the stove is hot then I ain't lost
And Rosa says my star is crossed.
Little Jamie writes, V. Thirteen.
Comes in by the door goes out by the screen.
He don't listen to me he knows everything.
Girls on the avenue ask me to sing.

Sodom and Gomorra, let the DJ play,
`Cos I'm only gone tomorrow and here today

The paper drags and folds me down.
Like a paper cup I fly around.
I've been eating food that ain't been checked
And the Russian rain is beating down my neck.
Screen blackout on the southern war.
Cue talk breakdown on point forty four.
There must be a place the preachers say "I guess".
But a drifter will tell you no place is best

Shout for all the people who have nothing to say,
'Cos we're only gone tomorrow and here today.

It was a one-off dirt jam when England came good.
One night in a thousand they've played knock on wood.
We used to go roamin' go roamin' around.
If you don't look for something it's sure to be found.