Night People Lyrics

John Cooper Clarke Night People

Quite a party we have found
Mantovani flooding the lounge
Polite people, crazy feet
Night people... funky but neat

Burt Bacharach... a zillion strings
Cool aromatic... luxury surroundings
See no evil... cheat cheat
Night people, funky but neat

Mr. Cavendish... meets Elizabeth
What happens is none of my business
Quite legal... short and sweet
Night people, funky but neat

Stereo headphones... whisper and shout
Invisible saxophones fade in and out
Like treacle... tacky but sweet...
Night people, funky but neat

Twilight restaurants... you get it on a plate
No matter what you want...
But you've got to wait

Don't get the needle... and never speak
Night people, funky but neat

I like the nightlife... give me danger
I had a nice wife... she was a stranger
One of the people, I never meet
Night people, funky but neat

Quite a party we have found...
Maserati’s, Afghan Hounds
The right people... the wrong street
Night people, funky but neat