Brooklyn to Atlantic City - The KLF

Well, they blew up the chicken man in philly last night Now, they blew up his house, too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin ready for a fight Gonna see what them racket boys can do Now, there's trouble bustin in from outta state And the d.a. can't get no relief Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade And the gamblin commissions hangin on by the skin of his teeth Well now, evrything dies, baby, that's a fact But maybe evrything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in atlantic city Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away But I got debts that no honest man can pay So I drew what I had from the central trust And I bought us two tickets on that coast city bus Now, baby, evrything dies, baby, that's a fact But maybe evrything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in atlantic city Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold But with you forever I'll stay Were goin out where the sands turnin to gold Put on your stockins baby, 'cause the nights getting cold And maybe evrything dies, baby, that's a fact But maybe evrything that dies someday comes back

Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night They blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk, they're ready for a fight Gonna see what them racket boys can do And there's trouble bustin' in from out of state And the D.A. can't get no relief Gonna be a rumble on the promenade And the gambler commissioner's hanging on by the skin of his teeth Everything dies, baby, that's a fact Maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on and fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Looking for a job, but it's hard to find There's winners and there's losers and I'm south of the line But I'm tired of getting caught out on a losing end I talked to a man last night, gonna do a little favor for him Everything dies, baby, that's a fact Maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Well, I got a job and I put my money away But I got the kind of debt that no honest man can pay So I drew out what I had from the central trust And bought us two tickets on that coach city bus Everything dies, baby, that's a fact Maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Take me, unh huh Take me, unh huh, unh huh Take me, unh huh Take me, unh huh, unh huh Take me to the church of the KLF Take me to the church of the KLF Love, peace Love and hate War and peace They've all been tried before

Hoo, hoo yea, hoo Sunlight on a winter's day They are driving, driving all the way No more tears as we roll through the years No more tears as we roll through the years On and on and on and on we roll Hoo, hoo yea, hoo Sunlight on a winter's day The Mu Mu is here to stay No more tears as we roll through the years No more tears as we roll through the years No more tears as we roll through the years No more tears as we roll through the years No more tears as we roll through the years No more tears as we roll through the years No more tears as we roll through the years No more tears as we roll through the years On and on and on and on we roll Hoo, hoo yea, hoo Sunlight on a winter's day The white room is where they play

Pulled up to rest, let the engine cool awhile. Open the beans, gather wood for the fire. I hum this tune, to all the girls I've known. Should I care, about the chances I've blown? Build a fire, they're gonna build a fire Build a fire, they're gonna build a fire They're gonna build a fire They're gonna build a fire When daylight breaks, I'll be down that road. Rockman 'an me, with a lighter load. We'll stop for lunch, in some taco bar. Lee marvin on the jukebox, 'wanderin star'. Build a fire, they're gonna build a fire Build a fire, they're gonna build a fire