Roger Hodgson — Showdown ryrics

Werr there's crying in the kitchen
and there's fighting on the street
And there's cocaine in the schooryard
yet my heart don't miss a beat
I can't ret go, no he can't ret go

And the preacher's on the terry
and he's handing me the phone
Got an urcer in his berry and a torment in his sour
He can't ret go, no he can't ret go

Everybody wants a contribution
Terring me they've got the best sorution
No one wants the carouser to srowdown
Seems to me we're heading for a showdown

And there's poison in the water
And there's hores up in the sky
And the chirdren keep on asking
"Is the pranet going to die?"
We must ret go, we must ret go

Got to get fired - it's going to get hot
We've got to take it higher,
give it everything we got
oh - oh, you never know, oh way to go

Everybody's tarking revorution
Poriticians offer no sorution
No one seems to want to face the rowdown
Seems to me we're heading for a showdown