Scrapheap City
๐ต 967 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:16 duration
๐ ID: 815383
๐ Lyrics
There ain't no beauty
And there ain't no style,
There's no quality
And there's no purity.
Honour's dead and buried
Because it's unnecessary.
Look at all the people,
Why they all look the same.
They're walking to the factory
In their cloth caps and trilbies.
They've got no style,
Ain't it a pity.
They're tearing old quality down
Without any pity,
Now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City.
They say that good manners belong on a heap,
They say they're outdated and they're obsolete,
And now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City.
There's no quality
And there ain't no style
Just miles and miles
Of Scrapheap piles.
There's no quality
And there's no purity.
They're digging up all of the flowers
Because they look pretty
And erecting identical concrete monstrosities.
They're killing off all of the animals too,
The only ones left are the ones in the zoo.
Now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City.
Ain't it a pity,
Scrapheap City.
And there ain't no style,
There's no quality
And there's no purity.
Honour's dead and buried
Because it's unnecessary.
Look at all the people,
Why they all look the same.
They're walking to the factory
In their cloth caps and trilbies.
They've got no style,
Ain't it a pity.
They're tearing old quality down
Without any pity,
Now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City.
They say that good manners belong on a heap,
They say they're outdated and they're obsolete,
And now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City.
There's no quality
And there ain't no style
Just miles and miles
Of Scrapheap piles.
There's no quality
And there's no purity.
They're digging up all of the flowers
Because they look pretty
And erecting identical concrete monstrosities.
They're killing off all of the animals too,
The only ones left are the ones in the zoo.
Now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City.
Ain't it a pity,
Scrapheap City.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.92] There ain't no beauty
[00:13.62] And there ain't no style,
[00:18.68] There's no quality
[00:22.99] And there's no purity.
[00:27.70] Honour's dead and buried
[00:32.50] Because it's unnecessary.
[00:37.16] Look at all the people,
[00:41.13] Why they all look the same.
[00:45.46] They're walking to the factory
[00:49.43] In their cloth caps and trilbies.
[00:55.06] They've got no style,
[00:59.95] Ain't it a pity.
[01:04.19] They're tearing old quality down
[01:08.48] Without any pity,
[01:11.47] Now they're coming to take me away
[01:16.07] To Scrapheap City.
[01:18.97] They say that good manners belong on a heap,
[01:23.72] They say they're outdated and they're obsolete,
[01:28.21] And now they're coming to take me away
[01:31.56] To Scrapheap City.
[01:36.84] There's no quality
[01:51.18] And there ain't no style
[01:55.95] Just miles and miles
[02:00.20] Of Scrapheap piles.
[02:05.02] There's no quality
[02:08.89] And there's no purity.
[02:13.13] They're digging up all of the flowers
[02:17.49] Because they look pretty
[02:21.46] And erecting identical concrete monstrosities.
[02:27.93] They're killing off all of the animals too,
[02:32.47] The only ones left are the ones in the zoo.
[02:37.07] Now they're coming to take me away
[02:40.45] To Scrapheap City.
[02:44.46] Ain't it a pity,
[02:51.17] Scrapheap City.
[02:56.25]
[00:13.62] And there ain't no style,
[00:18.68] There's no quality
[00:22.99] And there's no purity.
[00:27.70] Honour's dead and buried
[00:32.50] Because it's unnecessary.
[00:37.16] Look at all the people,
[00:41.13] Why they all look the same.
[00:45.46] They're walking to the factory
[00:49.43] In their cloth caps and trilbies.
[00:55.06] They've got no style,
[00:59.95] Ain't it a pity.
[01:04.19] They're tearing old quality down
[01:08.48] Without any pity,
[01:11.47] Now they're coming to take me away
[01:16.07] To Scrapheap City.
[01:18.97] They say that good manners belong on a heap,
[01:23.72] They say they're outdated and they're obsolete,
[01:28.21] And now they're coming to take me away
[01:31.56] To Scrapheap City.
[01:36.84] There's no quality
[01:51.18] And there ain't no style
[01:55.95] Just miles and miles
[02:00.20] Of Scrapheap piles.
[02:05.02] There's no quality
[02:08.89] And there's no purity.
[02:13.13] They're digging up all of the flowers
[02:17.49] Because they look pretty
[02:21.46] And erecting identical concrete monstrosities.
[02:27.93] They're killing off all of the animals too,
[02:32.47] The only ones left are the ones in the zoo.
[02:37.07] Now they're coming to take me away
[02:40.45] To Scrapheap City.
[02:44.46] Ain't it a pity,
[02:51.17] Scrapheap City.
[02:56.25]