Clifford T. Ward - Crisis Lyrics
CrisisCrisisCrisisCrisis.Crowded room, cigarette smoke, fast talkers, sheep in wolves clothingGlasses chinking, spilling drink, drinking, filling, wolves in sheep's clothingSuddenly from out the mass that familiar face emergesFirst reaction, she looks nice, then realises it's his wife!"Hey what you doing here? You had better explain"He says "I left my engine running and I think I'll do the same!"She says "Come back here, explain yourself!"He stops to think it outAnd regaining all his confidence says "What about yourself?"It's a crisisCrisisCrisisCrisis.Music loud, people louder, sophisticated ugly sightDiscreet departure, lady friend, back to his place, three wrongs don't make a rightSuddenly through the front door wife and boyfriend, big surpriseRecurrence of the previous scene, you think these people would get wise."Hey what you doing here? You had better explain"He says "I left my engine running and I think I'll do the same!"She says "Come back here, explain yourself!"He stops to think it outAnd regaining all his confidence says "What about yourself?"It's a crisisCrisisCrisisCrisis(Repeat and fade).
