: (Ray Davies) Can't believe what I just read Gossip on the Internet Now the tabloids have the news Cross my heart it just ain't true I never thought
: (Ray Davies) Wakin' up, feeling rough Totally stressed Every day it's a dead[?] time Step by step Hit a wall, took a fall To a new depth Count to
: (Ray Davies) Now I don't mind if fifty thousand yobos pick[? beat?] me up outside a Football ground on a Saturday afternoon. I'll still come out fighting
: Dear sir or madam, I don't normally write to the press But the neighbourhood where I grew up is really quite depressed. Society is crumbling but
: (Ray Davies) Are you going on Thanksgiving Day To those family celebrations? Passing on knowledge down through the years At the gathering of generations
: (Ray Davies) Mr. Jones, my next door neighbour I feel I've known you all my life I haven't seen you for a while now How's the family? How's that beautiful
: (Ray Davies) The natives are getting restless in the tropical heat Work is scarce and children play while the dogs fight in the street And in the
: Long ago life was clean Sex was bad and obscene And the rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Croquet lawns, village greens Victoria was my
: There's a room in a house in a street in a manor in a borough That's part of a city that is generally referred to as London It's a dark place, a mysterious
: Tonight I'm going to read from the black book, the black book of X-Ray, the tormented rantings of a sex-crazed rock 'n roller. I want you to imagine
: (Ray Davies) I just had a really bad fall And this time it was harder to get up than before I shouted to the heavens and a vision appeared I cried
it. A party would take place in the front room. But it was my big sisters. You see, they put on records by pop idols of their generation. People like Johnny Ray
: My name is of no importance. You see, I'm a product of a century which started at the height of class-conscious imperialism and ended with a society
: (Instrumental)
: This is the age of machinery, A mechanical nightmare, The wonderful world of technology, Napalm, hydrogen bombs, biological warfare, This is the twentieth
: Set me free, little girl. All you gotta do is set me free, little girl. You know you can do it if you try, All you gotta do is set me free, free, Free
feel inside and then that elevator starts it's ride And round and round I go, up and down I go like a leaf that's caught in the tide [Ray's dialog continues
: (Ray Davies) Every time I hear that lonesome train roll down the track Going away to unknown destinations I believe there's someone out there making
