Lyrics Paul Weller

Paul Weller

That's Entertainment

A police car and a screamin' siren

Pneumatic drill and ripped-up concrete

A baby wailing, a stray dog howling

The screech of brakes and lamplight blinking

That's entertainment

That's entertainment

A smash of glass and the rumble of boots

An electric train and a ripped-up phone booth

Paint-splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat

Lights going out and a kick in the balls

I say that's entertainment

That's entertainment

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah

Days of speed and slow-time Mondays

Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday

Watching the news and not eating your tea

A freezing cold flat with damp on the walls

I say that's entertainment

That's entertainment

La la la la la

La la la la la

Waking up at 6 A.M. on a cool warm morning

Opening the windows and breathing in petrol

An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard

Watching the telly and thinking 'bout your holidays

That's entertainment

That's entertainment

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la

Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes

Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume

A hot summer's day and sticky black tarmac

Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away

That's entertainment

That's entertainment

Two lovers kissing masks a scream of midnight

Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude

Getting a cab and travelling on buses

Reading the grafitti about slashed-seat affairs

I say that's entertainment

That's entertainment

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah

La la la la la, ah