Technicolour

No jobs for the boys, or the girls
So it's off around the world
I hate to say it but I've seen it before
The cities, the premise, the ocean floor
But Tecnicolour's got me in her open arms
I'm just a slave to her whims and charms
I've read books, but nothing compares
To watching all the words on the big pan and scans
When you're down, to the Amazon tribes
Give me a wave, I'm watching on Sky
It's not as if they got enough to hack
With the Bodyshop posse coming down on their back
Bear a gift, they'll welcome you in,
Anything shit goes straight in the bin
They're pretty choosy now, so good stuff only
Anything by Linn, Panasonic or Sony
Tecnicolour's got me in her open arms
I'm just a slave to her whims and charms
I've read books, but nothing compares
To watching all the words on the big pan and scans
Tecnicolour's got me in her open arms,
I'm just a slave to her whims and charms
I've read books, but nothing compares
To watching all the words on the big pan and scans
There's only one thing left for me, that's
Watching all continents slide into the sea
Don't worry, I'll get it on tape, oh
If it happens while you're away, oh
But Tecnicolour's got me in her open arms
I'm just a slave to her whims and charms
I've read books, but nothing compares
To watching all the words on the big pan and scans