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I’m gonna grab myself an industry insider mask and blag my way

Into the after show

I wanna get in amongst the baying hordes of resting actors

Who’ve just got back from visiting Nairobi slums for Comic Relief

And now they’re going to spend the next six weeks sitting in the vestibule

Waiting for the Farm Foods phone call

The Farm Foods phone call

I’m going to be apprehended by some mandatory galoot with a handheld camera

Who will point it in my face and say: «Who are you, and what do you do?»

And I’ll say «I'm a counterblast to Agnosticism, how do you do»

And he’ll go away immediately

I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can’t

I need four different wrist bands

Follow me oh follow

Down to the hollow

And there we will wallow

There’s a BritPop refugee

Walking up to me

And his face is hollow from seasons of disappointment

And he starts blathering on about his latest project

Already being dismissed by the most unlikeliest of cable stations

It’s a dot com sitcom

About a hip hop chip shop

Chatto and Windus sitting in a tree

Keith Allen’s autobiography

I’m just trying to break the drudgery of the downstairs maid

I’m just trying to write the sort of tune you can maybe hum while waiting for

your lover on a railway platform

I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can’t

Follow me oh follow

Down to the hollow

And there we will wallow

I want to perch myself halfway up a metal staircase with the Polydor girls

And talk about meerkats

And come out with statements like:

«Well of course music these days is the slave of mammon and as a result

It has become corrupt and shallow

Its real essence is industry

Its moral purpose is the acquisition of money

Its aesthetic pretext is the entertainment of those who are bored

And yes we’re really excited about going back in to the studio

Hotly tipped, highly anticipated and slated for release»

I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can’t

He’s talking to Ian Broudie

And come four o’clock

If I’m still on my feet

There’s a bloke over there

Who said I could meet…

Ken Livingstone

Well I’m just a primitive creature of the heath so excuse my savage ignorance

But if I’m still on my feet at four o’clock

I’ll be stealing the lead off the roof

Follow me oh follow

Down to the hollow

And there we will wallow

Stealing the lead off the roof

Stealing the lead off the roof

Stealing the lead off the roof

Stealing the lead off the roof

Come saddle my milk white steed

I’ve seen much more than I need

And I know that you won’t heed the call

So I sprayed it on to the wall

Thy damnation, slumbereth not

Thy damnation, slumbereth not

Thy damnation, slumbereth not

Thy damnation, slumbereth not

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