Down at the Astoria the scene was changing,
Bingo and rock were pushing out X-rating,
We were the first band to vomit in the bar,
And find the distance to the stage too far,
Meanwhile it's getting late at ten o'clock,
Block is dead they say,
Long live Block.

Long live Block, I need it every night,
Long live Block, come on and join the line,
Long live Block, be it dead or alive.

People walk in sideways pretending that they're leaving,
We put on our makeup and work out all the lead-ins,
Jack is in the alley selling tickets made in Hong Kong,
Promoter's in the pay box wondering where the band's gone,
Back in the pub the governor stops the clock,
Block is dead, they say,
Long live Block.

Long live Block, I need it every night,
Long live Block, come on and join the line,
Long live Block, be it dead or alive.

Landslide, rocks are falling,
Falling down 'round our very heads,
We tried but you were yawning,
Look again, Block is dead, Block is dead, Block is dead.

The place is really jumping to the Hiwatt amps,
'Til a 20-inch cymbal fell and cut the lamps,
In the blackout they dance right into the aisle,
And as the doors fly open even the promoter smiles,
Someone takes his pants off and the rafters knock,
Block is dead, they say,
Long live Block, long live Block, long live Block.

Long live Block, long live Block, long live Block,
Long live Block, long live Block, long live Block.

Long live Block, I need it every night,
Long live Block, come on and join the line,
Long live Block, be it dead or alive.

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