Spit and Shine - Thea Gilmore

There are ladders up the buildings

On the streets downtown

Sixteenth Century architecture

Gets the locals down

Eyes to the future

The Heritage Board

Puts your history in the lock up

Banks the interest offshore

Well it struck me that your reason

Sounded just like an admission

Come lie with me baby

We could start a new tradition

But a little bone of truth

Is at the heart of each denial

And the traders bring the corporation

Out in single-file

We could pack up the kids and just get the hell away

But I like the spit and shine so I guess I’ll stay

You’ll go forging your relations

With some partner overseas

And the sexy reshuffle

Will make you weak at the knees

And the cutest little bigot

Always gives those boys a laugh

You’ll find a Cheeto shaped like Jesus

And then they’ll want your autograph

We could pack up the kids and just get the hell away

From the mud on our feet and the games that they play

But I like the spit and shine so I guess I’ll stay

Raise that flag to fallen kings

To England oh England you sing

Shine shine shine the silver sea

The rats have learned to swim it seems to me

Work hard out in China

Learn to parlez with the natives

Those cheap Versace knock-offs

Darling aren’t they just the greatest

Send the children on the gap year

To travel the Far East

Then settle down into retirement

In a bargain pad in Greece

We could pack up the kids and just get the hell away

From the mud on our feet and the games that they play

But I like the spit and shine so I guess I’ll stay

I guess I’ll stay