From Hitsville UK …

They cried the tears, they shed the fears,
Up and down the land,
They stole guitars or used guitars
– so the tape would understand,
Without even the slightest hope of a 1000 sales
Just as if, as if there was, a hitsville in u.k.,
I know the boy was all alone, til the hitsville hit u.k.

They say true talent will allways emerge in time,
When lightening hits small wonder –
Its fast rough factory trade,
No expense accounts, or lunch discounts
Or hypeing up the charts,
The band went in, n knocked em dead, in 2 min. 59

– no slimy deals, with smarmy eels – in hitsville u.k.
Lets shaken say, well operate – in hitsville u.k.
The mutants, creeps and musclemen,
Are shaking like a leaf,
It blows a hole in the radio,
When it hasnt sounded good all week,
A mic and  boom, in your living room – in hitsville u.k.
No consumer trials, or a.o.r., in hitsville u.k.,
Now the boys and girls are not alone,
Now the hitsvilles hit u.k.

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