Gbh - Iroquois lyrics

Well we're all packed up and we're Iroquois bound Tuning our ears for the F. M. Sound We got a million problems, we're on our way 44th, New York, you. S. A That big crazy city don't blink an eye Anytime we pa** by It just keeps strechting up so high Like a rocket, shooting, to the sky Iroquois! Iroquois! Special Branch got their feelers out Our names and addresses cause we're in doubt Down the corridor, keep in lane Find the worst seats on the plane Find a tacky statue three inches high Dirty rain falls from a dirty sky On the corner of the street there's a big black fella'.. Trying to sell me an umberalla Get the Kraut boys round for a smoke an' a beer There's gotta be a pizza delivery near Call the barf patrol, there's a stain on the floor A weeks P. D's for the bathroom floor