Honky Tonk Heart

There's a rumour going round I'm gonna drown
In beer and nicotine
That I'll never survive to be 105
And get my telegram from the queen
So says an ideal gnome in an ideal home
Who's talking on my TV
He's telling me to save, he's a telling me to spend
And you'll never get to heaven without going round the bend
Oh no . woh oh oh

Well, sometimes I think I'm at the brink
After a drink on a Saturday night
And when I'm at the brink I start to think
Of all the things that I might do
Like like I'm going to become the TV choice
Gonna pocket the money and run to Mexico
And fake my death and soon become a legend
Though I know it's already been done…

It's just another rock and roll revival
Build us up so you can blow us apart
Cos we're the last of the working class heroes
Just trying to find a home for our honky tonk hearts.
Woh oh oh, Wo oh oh, Who oh oh

Oh now the golden age of the motor car
Is a part of history
Nose to tail he's a part of the snail
Just a part of the family
He's a making you spend he's a making you save
That old tin box is your master and slave..
Oh no,
Woh oh oh

Oh we went to college, got ourselves some knowledge
Been to university
We got official permission to improve our condition
With a sociology degree
But we couldn't t survive in disco drive
For more than a matter of time
Well we couldn't be a waiter or an agitator
Or a bit part in the pantomime

Chorus…

Well we spend our time on the treadmill line,
Just to stay alive and afloat,
On the consumer ship they crack the whip
Then spin us dreams to get our vote
Work like a slave be buried in your grave
And never admit defeat,
And this Mr Slater the speculator
Is a man I'd like to meet…

It's just another rock and roll revival
Build us up so you can blow us apart
Cos we're the last of the working class heroes
Just trying to find a home for our honky tonk hearts
Just trying to find a home for our honky tonk hearts
Just trying to find a home for our honky tonk hearts