British Intelligence

Lyrics

[Chorus] British Intelligence, they're on your back And they won't catch no one so they won't catch me Three, fours and right up your back And you just got sacked, now your money's not free Ticker time is never wild enough And three to the four when you're really wired Too much is never enough, now you're fired [Verse 1] This is for the cold concrete sold by defeat Taxed by a man that I'm yet to meet Pay an army, I'm hardly ready to speak Memories start in '93 And Roxy came 'round last week And told me she's sick and tired of women While I'm still travelling trains Delayed in the rain on a Monday morning Watched by surveillance teams Businessmen live out their dreams And sleep with secretaries In stockrooms over photocopying machines While we're still riding Trying to find a place where they're not watching Called her up in the end To apologise for being so drunk and stubborn [Chorus] British Intelligence, they're on your back And they won't catch no one so they won't catch me Three, fours and right up your back And you just got sacked, now your money's not free Ticker time is never wild enough And three to the four when you're really wired Too much is never enough, now you're fired [Verse 2] In 501s, a selfish son Travelled out the inner to the suburban He's lurking, burning cigarettes on A wall behind a bar that his lover works in An illegal alien Jesse from the west said, "Marry her, quick" Get her lost in the system With a BCG and a fingerprint scan While the boys from old Poland Work their fingers to the bone for the minimum Man, I was outside calling a friend Trying to stake claim on the money I lent While we're still riding Trying to find a place where they're not watching Called her up again Identity cards and cameramen [Chorus] British Intelligence, they're on your back And they won't catch no one so they won't catch me Three, fours and right up your back And you just got sacked, now your money's not free Ticker time is never wild enough And three to the four when you're really wired Too much is never enough, now you're fired [Bridge] He said, "Suzi, would you lose me in trouble?" He said, "Suzi, let's move on the double" Would we please get him in trouble? He said, "Could we, would we get him in trouble?" So would you? Should we? Better get him in trouble Three weeks down and now you've burst your— [Chorus] British Intelligence, they're on your back And they won't catch no one so they won't catch me Three, fours and right up your back And you just got sacked, now your money's not free Ticker time is never wild enough And three to the four when you're really wired Too much is never enough, now you're fired Now you're