That Same So-So Tune

"Bang, the little drummer takes a solo, reaching his young hands all over traps and kettles and cymbals and foot-peddle

BOOM in a fantastic crash of sound – but what will happen?"

The dance halls are dark now

The ballrooms are closed

No wax for my needle and I don't suppose

You'll be swinging by anytime soon

Singing that same so-so tune

Nobody's playing

No-one's been paid

The music's all stopped and

You never said you could

Wait from September to June

Singing that same so-so tune

While brothers are fighting and working to rule

Here's a tired, sentimental old song

It goes: 'Ooh, baby, baby

Treating me wrong'

We'll be back where we belong before long

(It's the beat of the heart)

(It's the beat of the heart)

(It's the beat of the heart)

(It's the beat of the heart)

(It's the beat of the heart)

While brothers are fighting and working to rule

Here's a tired, sentimental old song

It goes: 'Ooh, baby, baby

Treating me wrong'

We'll be back where we belong before long

I've heard all the stories

It's wild and it's new

Hot sounds in the city

But what can I do?

Might as well shoot for the moon

Singing that same so-so tune

Singing that same so-so tune