Civic Hall by The Vapors Lyrics
I heard someone calling me, from a car across the road
The lights were out, I never heard the sound of the police car radio
So I went running down the lane with my plastic bag, not stopping once to look behind
But the long arm of the law put its foot to the floor, And they met me on the other side
And they said: "What's goin on here then, sonny." "Hello, hello."
"What's goin' on here then, sonny." "We want to know."
But they weren't convinced no matter how I tried
They pinned me up against the wall
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag was broken by the Civic Hall. By the Civic Hall
I closed my eyes to see the Phoenix rise, spread-eagle up against the wall
And I walked, tight-knit, from my sinking ship
Trying hard to keep the furnace cool
So I thought, easy-come, easy-go. Just play along
Until I got inside the car. But a stone-age hand left my trust in man
Went to pieces for the final time
When they said: "What's goin on here then, Sonny." "Hello, hello."
"What's goin' on here then, Sonny." "We want to know."
But they weren't convinced no matter how I tried
They pinned me up against the wall
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lies broken by the Civic Hall
By the Civic Hall
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lying broken by the Civic Hall
By the Civic Hall
The lights were out, I never heard the sound of the police car radio
So I went running down the lane with my plastic bag, not stopping once to look behind
But the long arm of the law put its foot to the floor, And they met me on the other side
And they said: "What's goin on here then, sonny." "Hello, hello."
"What's goin' on here then, sonny." "We want to know."
But they weren't convinced no matter how I tried
They pinned me up against the wall
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag was broken by the Civic Hall. By the Civic Hall
I closed my eyes to see the Phoenix rise, spread-eagle up against the wall
And I walked, tight-knit, from my sinking ship
Trying hard to keep the furnace cool
So I thought, easy-come, easy-go. Just play along
Until I got inside the car. But a stone-age hand left my trust in man
Went to pieces for the final time
When they said: "What's goin on here then, Sonny." "Hello, hello."
"What's goin' on here then, Sonny." "We want to know."
But they weren't convinced no matter how I tried
They pinned me up against the wall
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lies broken by the Civic Hall
By the Civic Hall
And my homemade jam in my plastic bag lying broken by the Civic Hall
By the Civic Hall