Dirty Dancehall Lyrics - Who Killed The Zutons - Zutons

Well the sun grew dim and the night grew tall 

Everyone's dancing in the dirty dancehall 

The chins they did wobble, the eyes did stare 

There was a sense of threat in the air 

Everyone's dancing, feeling fine 

But looking like zombies, as though they're dying 

I stood alone in the darkened room 

My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom 

Oh the dogs and the vermin were mooching the streets 

Sniffing out the candy and the left over meat 

Down in the alley a tramp falls asleep 

Murdering the hooker and chops off their feet 

Everyone's dancing, feeling fine 

But looking like zombies, as though they're dying 

I stood alone in the darkened room 

My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom 

This is just a night in the City of Culture 

But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures 

This is just a night in the City of Culture 

But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures 

This is just a night in the City of Culture 

But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures 

This is just a night in the City of Culture 

But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures 

All the lights came on and the music stopped 

Men in uniform outside on a watch 

The tramp waits by the bush to pounce 

Woken up again by a young girl's shout 

Closing up the club, a fight breaks out 

All the Black Mariahs were left in no doubt 

One got killed another one ran 

They ended up arresting an innocent man 

This is just a night in the City of Culture 

But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures 

This is just a night in the City of Culture 

But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures 

This is just a night in the City of Culture 

But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures 

This is just a night in the City of Culture 

But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures