Holiday
The King Blues Lyrics

After 3 long painful hours
After a long and tiring journey of three hours

We finally step off the train
We finally get off the train and reach our destination

It don't look like in the brochure
The place doesn't look like it was advertised in the brochure

It's all kind of brown and grey
The surroundings are dull and unattractive

Helter skelter's covered up
The amusement park's roller coaster is closed

Lights out at the fairground
The lights in the fairground are turned off

And if the you walk along the pier
If you take a walk along the pier

You'll see why they burnt it down
You will know the reason for the pier being burned down

Lets wish upon these stones
Let's make a wish on these stones

And we can throw them out to sea
We can throw them into the sea

I know it all looks kind of hopeless
I understand that everything looks bleak

But I believe they'll come back to me
But I have faith that things will get better

And every wave that crashes down
Each wave that hits the shore

Is a promise I'm making you
Is my commitment to you

Let's take over some old pub
Let's occupy an old pub

We can make this town brand new
We can revive this town and make it better

Could have gone for sun and sand
We could have chosen a sunny beach destination

Seen the sights of new Japan
We could have visited the tourist spots in Japan

Maybe Thailand or Jamaica
Or we could have gone to Thailand or Jamaica

Been enlightened in Malaysia
We could have gained knowledge by visiting Malaysia

But I decided we're coming here
But I chose this place to visit

It's a washout but we're gonna persevere
It's raining heavily, but we will continue with our plan

In the town that time forgot
In this town that seems to be left behind by time

We're gonna have fun whether you like it or not
We will have fun regardless of your opinion

We're going away on holiday
We are going on a vacation

So pack your bags
Get your luggage ready

Away the lads
Let's go, guys

And leave your dignity behind
Don't worry about being dignified

For the broken lights on the promenade
To see the broken lights on the promenade

And what's left of the skyline
To see the remnants of the skyline

He straightens up his bowtie in the mirror
He fixes his bowtie in front of the mirror

Checks that his teeth are squeaky clean
Makes sure his teeth are clean

For 35 years he's performed
He has performed the same routine for 35 years

His proudly politically incorrect routine
His routine that is politically incorrect but he is proud of it

Bye the time the punchline arrives at climax
When the climax of the joke is about to be delivered

The silence is deafening
The silence is overwhelming

He realizes he's the punchline
He realizes that he himself is the joke

As the cold truth dawns on him
As he is faced with the harsh reality

The spotlight fades out and the smoke disappears
The spotlight turns off and the smoke clears

And he shines he eyes right to the back of the hall
And he looks intently to the back of the hall

Aghast he screams as he falls to his knees and he sees
He screams in shock as he falls on his knees and realizes

Ain't no audience after all
There is no audience at all

Just swarms of locusts
Just large groups of unpleasant things

Rats and roaches
Rats and cockroaches

No applause no bunch of roses
No appreciation and not even a bunch of flowers

We've moved on now he's dying
We have progressed and he is now obsolete

Cos we don't want to hear your racist jokes
Because we do not accept or tolerate racist jokes

Or your greased lightning
Or anything that is outdated

And we know we won't have to queue
We know there won't be a queue

Because there's nobody around
Because there isn't anyone around

The fortune tellers saw their crystal ball
The fortune tellers predicted from their crystal ball

And all moved out of town
And all of them left the town