Beautiful South

Oh Blackpool

Beautiful South


I wasn't sure if it was Marx or Hitler that was in this year 
I hadn't been to Brighton for a while so it wasn't too clear 
So imagine my surprise when I opened my eyes 
To find it was the Liberals who were hip to sloganeer 

I'm out tonight and can't decide between Soviet hip or British pride 

So help me out, so help me out 
Blackpool help me out, Scarborough pull me through 
So help me out 

They wore enamel badges of David Steel on their sleeves 
And nuclear power no thanks, not sure and yes please 
And their faces were two fold and their teeth they were gold 
And they wore their pinstripe suits with a rip at the knee