Paul Heaton - Who's Gonna Tell? lyrics

[Verse 1] Who's gonna tell the orange they're actually brown? Who's gonna mop up for grey when they've painted the town? It's the news that everyone dreads; that we're no longer painting it red That our gag's still funny but they've opted for a different clown You were great in the sixties, but we're gonna have to pull you down... [Verse 2] Nothing like the sound of the shallow jumping in at the deep Royalty's balloon coming down is a memorable shriek Nothing quite like the sickening clout of the dive into pool drained out You excelled as a Queen but you'll have to return the crown You were great in the sixties, but we're gonna have to pull you down... [Verse 3] Who's gonna tell the tall they're beginning to shrink? Like who's gonna tell the Swiss they're no longer in sync? We'll have to get the maroon in a separate counselling room Say, "It may be your washer, but you seem to be fading to pink" Yesterday's ice-cool doesn't take long to melt and sink... [Verse 4] Who's gonna tell the cities that are acting like towns They're actually just a village that the posh surrounds The diplomatic answer to your 25 stone dancer Is your act's still great, but we can't keep changing a pound You were Queen in your day but you're gonna have to give back the crown... You were great in the sixties, but we're gonna have to pull you down...