V. Thirteen

"Good morning, Sodom and Gomorrah

Good morning, sinners

No, that wasn't your radio set on the blink again."

Sodom and Gomorrah, let the DJ play

'Cause I'm only gone tomorrow and here today

Lotta rockheads on the block

Dougie died, and Sue got frocked

If the stove is hot, then I ain't lost

And Rosa says my star is crossed

Little Jamie writes V13 (V13)

Comes in by the door, goes out by the screen

He don't listen to me, he knows everything

Girls on the avenue ask me to sing

Sodom and Gomorrah, let the DJ play

'Cause I'm only gone tomorrow and here today

The paper drags and folds me down

Like a paper cup, I fly around

I've been eating food that ain't been checked

And the Russian rain is beating down my neck

Screen blackout on the southern war

Cue talk breakdown on point forty-four

There must be a place the preachers say, "I guess"

But a drifter will tell you no place is best

Shout for all the people who have nothing to say

'Cause we're only gone tomorrow and here today

Was a one-off dirt jam when England came good

One night in a thousand, they played 'Knock on Wood'

We used to go roamin', go roamin' around

You don't look for something, it's sure to be found

Sodom and Gomorrah, let the DJ play

'Cause I'm only gone tomorrow and here today

Shout for all the people who have nothing to say

'Cause we're only gone tomorrow and here today

Sodom and Gomorrah, let the DJ play

'Cause I'm only gone tomorrow and here today

Yes, I'm only gone tomorrow and here today

"Sodom and Gomorrah? This is London, guv."