Cassandra by Talis Kimberley Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
The shallow news says all is well
But deep down, things are moving
The situation must get worse
Before it starts improving
I know my style of reportage
Won't go down well at home
They'd rather watch the weather-girl
Or play games by mobile phone
[Chorus:]
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Calling in, calling in...
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Calling in, calling in...
It's not looking good tonight
[Verse 2:]
Nobody likes hearing that
There's trouble round the corner;
Don't blame me, I don't make the news
I'm only the reporter
Frustration's not the half of it;
I'm good at what I do
Things are going downhill –
It’s unpleasant but it’s true
[Chorus:]
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Behind the walls of Troy
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Behind the walls of Troy –
It's not looking good tonight
[Bridge:]
Calling in, calling in, can you hear me in the studio?
This line is getting bad, are we live, oh are we live?
Did you get my last report? Is the link-up on the blink again?
This line is really bad, are we live, are we live?...
[Spoken:]
"Mark, I'm losing you, can you repeat that?
We've got increased shelling coming in, currently over the north of the city
Yep, well, I'd really like to see the backup unit too, Mark
Mark?"
[Verse 3:]
I wonder if there'll ever come
A better time for warnings
When people have the guts at last
To face those darker mornings
When those who see what lies ahead
In distant future times
Might win a better hearing
Than I ever did in mine ...
[Chorus:]
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Behind the walls of Troy
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Behind what's left of the walls of Troy –
It's not looking good tonight ...
I think I'm signing off tonight
[Outro:]
[Spoken:]
"Mark, are you getting this?
Toby's taken a hit, he needs medical attention
Repeat, Mark, my sound man is hit!
We're under heavy fire here, he's bleeding badly
Oh gods - Toby, stay with me, come on mate!
Mark, can you hear me? Anyone?!"
[In Morse code:]
BBC - BBC - BBC
BBC - BBC - BBC
The shallow news says all is well
But deep down, things are moving
The situation must get worse
Before it starts improving
I know my style of reportage
Won't go down well at home
They'd rather watch the weather-girl
Or play games by mobile phone
[Chorus:]
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Calling in, calling in...
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Calling in, calling in...
It's not looking good tonight
[Verse 2:]
Nobody likes hearing that
There's trouble round the corner;
Don't blame me, I don't make the news
I'm only the reporter
Frustration's not the half of it;
I'm good at what I do
Things are going downhill –
It’s unpleasant but it’s true
[Chorus:]
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Behind the walls of Troy
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Behind the walls of Troy –
It's not looking good tonight
[Bridge:]
Calling in, calling in, can you hear me in the studio?
This line is getting bad, are we live, oh are we live?
Did you get my last report? Is the link-up on the blink again?
This line is really bad, are we live, are we live?...
[Spoken:]
"Mark, I'm losing you, can you repeat that?
We've got increased shelling coming in, currently over the north of the city
Yep, well, I'd really like to see the backup unit too, Mark
Mark?"
[Verse 3:]
I wonder if there'll ever come
A better time for warnings
When people have the guts at last
To face those darker mornings
When those who see what lies ahead
In distant future times
Might win a better hearing
Than I ever did in mine ...
[Chorus:]
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Behind the walls of Troy
This is Cassandra for the BBC, reporting from the war
Behind what's left of the walls of Troy –
It's not looking good tonight ...
I think I'm signing off tonight
[Outro:]
[Spoken:]
"Mark, are you getting this?
Toby's taken a hit, he needs medical attention
Repeat, Mark, my sound man is hit!
We're under heavy fire here, he's bleeding badly
Oh gods - Toby, stay with me, come on mate!
Mark, can you hear me? Anyone?!"
[In Morse code:]
BBC - BBC - BBC
BBC - BBC - BBC