[Sampled: The War of the Worlds]
We take you to the Hotel Martinet in Brooklyn, where Bobby Millette and his orchestra are offering a program of dance music...

[Verse 1]
For you I know I've been raving about this story
Starts getting to the dogs every night on the hour
Ships carrying bands in their entourage
Off to seek their fortune here in America
We've been refused entry so many times we've lost count
So storm the way! It'll be ten years
Or thereabouts
Maybe [?] plays it safe
And you have come to their senses
But we doubt it
'Cause the next bomb on the train will be
[?] senseless
And then you'll shout it
And every time the stock market crashes
It takes the whole damn country with it
So when this country goes *pop* we'll have already done it

[Verse 2]
Well the ship pulled ashore and the crowds are behind
But there was already fat ones and warm in desire
The crowd surged forward, over and by us
And then we saw a bigger man standing behind us
And we were blocking their way
I had to get a limousine to take 'em away, the bastards
Never had much money
And cars they dont come cheap
So all were could afford was a broken down Jeep
We trusted a man, who got it off Rob
Said he looked really sad that he sold it
But we went back to pick up a battery and the engine exploded!
Then we walked across town to the hotel
Where we were hoping to stay
But arrived to find the room had been booked
And they turned us away
So we were left on the street
Looking for a new place in which to stay
Did it slightly remind us about checking out this brave new world?
No, but we did anyway
[Verse 3]
The first thing we wanted was to find a place
Where we could buy something to eat
We were amazed walking back to find someone
Had left a rubbish bag round in the street
And it was only as we got closer that we saw it
Was an old man who'd collapsed
As people walked by they kicked him aside with their feet
We passed a small bookstore where religious fanatics
Had pushed their way in to burn the heretics
The books had been published, yet had anyone read them?
Well it didn't matter 'cause they knew what was in them
Well you knew, anyway
When you've got to go you never lead me astray
We passed a small boy who was covered in blood
We asked if there was any way that we could have helped him
The boy just ran off and we came to an alleyway
And although it was dark, we could see someone lying there
We thought it was a woman who was beaten quite black
And I realised that she must have been assaulted or started
So we covered the body
And we called the police without leaving our names
Then we left [?] an unsolvable crimes out the way
We ran away to a diner & went to a table and just sat and stared
What kind of a place are we in where nobody cares?
Then the waitress came over to take our orders
And noticed we're white
And I asked her "We're English -- did you move here by choice?"
She looked at us strange so I told her our story
And she laughed and said
"You must have got on a ferry cause you never left England"