Press Gang

[Intro] The sound you can't un-hear [Verse 1] What's the colour, what's the colour of this CMYK heaven? Like listening to the sea in shell or boxing with knuckles bare Reading the world on your lap As the press gang lets up Fleet Street mirrors, column inches Here's the real story for ya Once took a keen eye to nail that smile Once took a keener eye to part stars and lovers [Bridge] How the press gang went down fighting Oh, how the press gang went down swinging It's got legs It's got legs [Chorus] Walks and it walks and it walks and it walks Runs, then it runs, then it runs Then it stops Then it stops [Verse 2] Thrust a paper in your hand Went for a walk through an ink-stained land You're better off uninformed High, high praise indeed [Chorus] Walks and it walks and it walks and it walks Runs, then it runs, then it runs Then it stops Then it stops Walks and it walks and it walks and it walks Runs, then it runs, then it runs Then it stops Then it stops Walks and it walks and it walks and it walks Runs, then it runs Then it stops Then it stops