Collapsing Cities

There was one bedroom flat at the top of the road
With fresh running water and a built in commode
And there were kids on the porches
With fags lit like torches
I thought this would do for me
So we crammed in the back dancing ten to the foot
As the smoke filled the air, we were misunderstood
And the beats kept dropping the foundations, like bombs
We knew that it wouldn't be long
And though the building collapsed with the night
Everybody got out alive
Oh, the building collapsed with the night
Everybody's doing fine
There was a five bedroom house by the foot of the field
With a well-mannered dweller, quite substantial in build
There were barb wire fences and piles of expenses
And lawns mown impressively
So they sat in the back and they started to eat
Raise a glass to the host and his prosperity
As the corks kept popping and they struck up the band
The foundations soon sunk in the sand
And though the building collapsed with the night
Everybody got out alive
Oh, the building collapsed with the night
Everybody's doing fine
(Ba baba bababa ba)
And though the building collapsed with the night
Everybody got out alive
Oh, the building collapsed with the night
Everybody's doing fine