Transatlantic Cable Letra

When the boom was on And your name was up in shuddering light Whether you see it through the sights on a horn Or the bottom of a glass, it's still the night You hear a six-piece section harmonising with the traffic's din And from your vantage point in a limousine, you think you're in Any sleazy café Any bar or dive you play They'd come from near and far To hear the jive you played Although these days your true blue notes don't mean a thing You can still recall the time When you were king You hear it now I'm in here by myself So what is there for me? You know the memories you hand me We're a whole Atlantic apart You don't begin to understand me If I was to tell you what my life is like In this two bit English town Oh Christ I wouldn't know two bits if they tried to Run me down Where I come from All that stuff is just romantic talk Movie slang for TV cops Heroic ways to walk It's all words Words we use to decorate the drab America's just one big Big Mac Seen from a yellow cab That's all it is Suffocating clichés (And the phone keeps ringing) I've never shot the tube but I've ridden on the underground (But I won't answer) I've never even seen a real gun You've got a shell hole in your back (There's no one out there) You've got romance I've got an average of seven more years to live, sucker (There's no one out there) This is my transatlantic cable Coming in on the wire