Oh Blackpool

The Beautiful South

 I wasn't sure if it was Marx or Hitler that was in this year 
 I hadn't been to Brighton for a while so it wasn't too clear 
 So imagine my surprise when I opened my eyes 
 To find it was the Liberals who were hip to sloganeer 

 I'm out tonight and can't decide between Soviet hip or British pride 

 So help me out, so help me out 
 Blackpool help me out, Scarborough pull me through 
 So help me out 

 They wore enamel badges of David Steel on their sleeves 
 And nuclear power no thanks, not sure and yes please 
 And their faces were two fold and their teeth they were gold 
 And they wore their pinstripe suits with a rip at the knee