They wanna have a war to stop INDUSTRIAL DISEASE

[seemslikeadream]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ffSXeu1fKU&NR=1




Warning lights are flashing down at quality control
Somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole
There's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town
Somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down
There's a meeting in the boardroom they're trying to trace the smell
There's leaking in the washroom there's a sneak in personnel
Somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze
goodness me could this be industrial disease?

The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his post
They're refusing to be pacified it's him they blame the most
The watchdogs got rabies the foremans got fleas
And everyones concerned about industrial disease
There's panic on the switchboard tongues are ties in knots
Some come out in sympathy some come out in spots
Some blame the management some the employees
And everybody knows it's the industrial disease

The work force is disgusted downs tools and walks
Innocence is injured experience just talks
Everyone seeks damages and everyone agrees
That these are classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze
On itv and bbc they talk about the curse
Philosophy is useless theology is worse
History boils over there's an economics freeze
Sociologists invent words that mean industrial disease

Doctor parkinson declared I'm not surprised to see you here
You've got smokers cough from smoking, brewers droop from drinking beer
I dont know how you came to get the betty davis knees
But worst of all young man you've got industrial disease
He wrote me a prescription he said you are depressed
But I'm glad you came to see me to get this off your chest
Come back and see me later - next patient please
Send in another victim of industrial disease

I go down to speakers corner I'm thunderstruck
They got free speech, tourists, police in trucks
Two men say theyre jesus one of them must be wrong
There's a protest singer singing a protest song - he says
they wanna have a war to keep us on our knees
They wanna have a war to keep their factories
They wanna have a war to stop us buying japanese
They wanna have a war to stop industrial disease
They're pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blind
They wanna sap your energy incarcerate your mind
They give you rule brittania, gassy beer, page three
Two weeks in espana and sunday striptease
Meanwhile the first jesus says I'd cure it soon
Abolish monday mornings and friday afternoons
The other ones on a hunger strike hes dying by degrees
How come jesus gets industrial disease

[KatyMan]

1. Awesome song

I think the Dire Straits are one of the most underrated bands around (not that they're around anymore)...
Telegraph Road is another great song from that album...

I used to like to go to work but they shut it down
I got a right to go to work but theres no work here to be found
Yes and they say were gonna have to pay whats owed
Were gonna have to reap from some seed thats been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road

As an aside, do you think one shows one's age when using words like 'album' and 'record' ? :D

ETA:
doesn't this song (Industrial Disease) sound like a precourser to Money for Nothing???

[seemslikeadream]

2. Did you see the video I just did?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kkv-gZqrAeE


Love them, love Knopfler and Harris

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2559717736819082989&q=knopfler+emmylou+harris&total=135&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=2

[KatyMan]

3. they don't make 'em

better than Emmylou, do they? Mrs Kentish Man is a big Texas music fan, and we listen to a lot of Emmylou, Guy Clark, etc...

Brothers in Arms is awesome, and I have to thank you for bringing the full force of it to my attention. I remember when it came out, and I was, at the time, really into the Dire Straits, but it's funny how much it resonates now, 25+ years later, doesn't it?


Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms