Too Bad (live)

Too bad we were thrown downstairs;

We never got a chance to sing

We were quite polite with one invite

To keep us off the streeet

We mingled for a minute or two

With the high class clientele

Then somebody said "who invited them

That crowd of refugees. Get out!"

What an insult, to be shown the door

Before we could shake a leg

I was most intrigued by the colored queen

Leaning on the kitchen door

Then I was ushered with my friends

By the butler who was twelve feet tall

Well let me please explain

'Cause we're not to blame

We just don't have the right accent. No, no

All we wanted to do was to socialize

Oh, you know its a shame I was always getting the blame

All we wanted to do was to socialize

Oh, you know its a shame how we always get the blame

Sweaty girls and damp motels

Is where I'm gonna stay

'Cause now I see what it's all about

I didn't at the old school tie

Don't worry, we had no fun waiting

For the all night bus home

Too bad my regional tongue

Gave us away again