@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
A quiet sunny day, the scene is suburban
Not much going off, in fact it’s a boring one
Ready and waiting in Bristol fashion
For my radio to bleep and I will jump into action
PC Caring’s off duty for a while
A right prat he is, always helpful and a smile
Nineteen, well hard, DM’s and truncheon
Headcase ‘ere and I've got some lunch
‘Headcase’ fuck me there goes me radio
It must be a riot if they're calling for backup
I'm at the scene Sarge, what’s going down?
There's a darkie in defiance, get that nigger off me, kill ‘im
Don’t do it in the open, kick his teeth in later
I thought I’d taught you police operations
Take him away out the eyes of the media
Then kill the bastard kill ‘im
Make sure you don’t bruise him
Oh, doesn’t matter you won’t see the bruises anyway
He's in the van, pile in everyone, c’mon, c’mon
That’s it lads
Ha, ha, ha, I love it, let me have him
Let me kill him, yeah, nice one lads
Now if you wanna get overtime, you better take my advice
Promotion or demotion? Just never step out of line
You want to make sure? Sure we can discuss a price
But keep it shut, keep the image nice
We nick the unemployed, for they are just lazy
Scrounging off us taxpayers, it must be crazy
Join the force and give a helping hand
Because the rules of the force are the laws of the land
(Police Policy)
The CND are communists, we’re sick of petty pacifists,
Greenham dykes, Trotskyites, Greenpeace and the rest of it
Rioters, muggers, looters, shooters, niggers are the cause of it
Repatriation for the nation, the simple way to deal with shit
Rastas, punks, mods and hippies, students, queers and dirty pakis
Demanding more than nothing less, but never want to work for it
Miners, printers, paddies, pickets, givin’ it all the demo bit
We’ll smash them back with our attack, because we’re the guys to deal with it
You're here to serve? Protect the nation?
Stop all the foreigners’ illegal immigration
You help old ladies across the road
Even if she has got a face like a toad
You re-assure, protect the rich from the poor
To hell with muggings, rapists and the whores
Maintain law and order, keep the public at large
The police is your profession… that’s right, eh Sarge?
Not much going off, in fact it’s a boring one
Ready and waiting in Bristol fashion
For my radio to bleep and I will jump into action
PC Caring’s off duty for a while
A right prat he is, always helpful and a smile
Nineteen, well hard, DM’s and truncheon
Headcase ‘ere and I've got some lunch
‘Headcase’ fuck me there goes me radio
It must be a riot if they're calling for backup
I'm at the scene Sarge, what’s going down?
There's a darkie in defiance, get that nigger off me, kill ‘im
Don’t do it in the open, kick his teeth in later
I thought I’d taught you police operations
Take him away out the eyes of the media
Then kill the bastard kill ‘im
Make sure you don’t bruise him
Oh, doesn’t matter you won’t see the bruises anyway
He's in the van, pile in everyone, c’mon, c’mon
That’s it lads
Ha, ha, ha, I love it, let me have him
Let me kill him, yeah, nice one lads
Now if you wanna get overtime, you better take my advice
Promotion or demotion? Just never step out of line
You want to make sure? Sure we can discuss a price
But keep it shut, keep the image nice
We nick the unemployed, for they are just lazy
Scrounging off us taxpayers, it must be crazy
Join the force and give a helping hand
Because the rules of the force are the laws of the land
(Police Policy)
The CND are communists, we’re sick of petty pacifists,
Greenham dykes, Trotskyites, Greenpeace and the rest of it
Rioters, muggers, looters, shooters, niggers are the cause of it
Repatriation for the nation, the simple way to deal with shit
Rastas, punks, mods and hippies, students, queers and dirty pakis
Demanding more than nothing less, but never want to work for it
Miners, printers, paddies, pickets, givin’ it all the demo bit
We’ll smash them back with our attack, because we’re the guys to deal with it
You're here to serve? Protect the nation?
Stop all the foreigners’ illegal immigration
You help old ladies across the road
Even if she has got a face like a toad
You re-assure, protect the rich from the poor
To hell with muggings, rapists and the whores
Maintain law and order, keep the public at large
The police is your profession… that’s right, eh Sarge?
Lyrics submitted by dragonflower44
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