I walked from my baby’s Brixton flat Into a riotI thought of maybe turning backTill things were quietWhen all the buildings to be burned Had been burnedAnd all the cars to overturnWere overturned
Outside the prison they were screen testing the freeOpen auditions for closed circuit T.V.Your baby brother would be there outside the jailThrowing bottles as the police sirens wailedAnd a love song might not be suitableBut you look beautiful tonight
Death and disaster only make me love you moreThe morning after the night that went beforeWhen the brains of Brixton with conflicting points of viewsAre outside The Ritzy on the local TV news
A love song might not be suitableBut you look beautiful tonightAnd if you feel the same way as I feelEverything will be alright
I was thinking,Let’s forget about the carAnd do some late night drinking In a late night drinking barIt isn’t far, well it’s my local anywayI know the barman And there’s a small vocal P.A.
Now the insurance man has left you with the newsThat your third party fire and theft would be no useAnd I know a love song isn’t suitable or rightBut you look beautiful, beautiful tonight
And if you feel the same was as I feelEverything will be alright
Tonight, Big Brother is watching youAnd I am watching too I will watch over youLike a thunderbolt out of the blueSomething told me it was trueGod created me and youAnd God created Brixton too Hallelujah!Praise the Lord!Tonight you can rest assuredThe Father, Son, The Holy Ghost and IWill love you more than most Tonight
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