Chris De Burgh — The Record Company Bash

There's a woman in the wardrobe singing Beatles out of tune And a salesman in the corner trying to blow up a burst balloon And the Managing Director, he's a-lying on his back He's got ice-cream on his trousers and he's planning his attack It's just another Record Company Bash Nice to know they've got the cash You're the only one here I can talk to Is there nowhere near we can walk to I really want to see you again But I don't know your name; Let's go, let's go home Yea, let's go, let's go home Let's go, let's get out... The Promotion Department secretaries are out to kill tonight And the A and R director is still looking for his wife Oh and there's a party in the bedroom They've got the mirror on the floor And there's a guy who says he's from Rolling Stone Who shouldn't be here at all It's just another Record Company Bash Nice to know someone's got cash And they're gonna do something obscene With the video machine I really think it's time to leave Won't you come with me please? Let's go, let's go home Let's go, let's go home Grab a bottle of whisky and a bottle of wine It doesn't really matter if it's your place or mine Let's go, let's go home...