Lyrics Howard Jones – Rubber Morals
Text:
Quickly checking what company he’s in
Absorbing values like a chameleon
His rhythm and his method have got out of line
When you sit on a fence you get a sore behind
Must not upset the apple cart
He’ll choose your views today
Having some kinda conflict
Seems to get right in his way
Chorus:
Whoa…Rubber Morals
Whoa…Rubber Morals
Whoa…Rubber Morals, Plasticine ideals
See how this one feels
The men in St. Peters will not agree to a slipping
on his conscience like he slips on a johnnie
He’s a part time socialist and a part time tycoon
Flags of convenience fly in his cocoon
Must not upset the apple cart
Preserve the status quo
His heart felt convictions
Left a long time ago
A sign over his bed will testify
Is there nothing in his life from which he’d live or die
A pale shade of grey lines a vacant head
With our condom-nation you are blessed
Must not upset the apple cart
He’ll choose your views today
Having some kinda conflict
Seems to get right in his way