D.A.P. Estate
Nick Danziger snap me a gloss picture from Kowloon to the Ferrier walled city
Don't take me there bring it to me, let me recline, relax and let me see
Page one says unqualified to be a missionary an introduction to Miss Mercenary
Jackie Pullinger MBE pure soul, short sleeves set over the ocean
The Psalm was built within the bricks, any cost maim for the next fix
The planes fly in so low you can almost touch, it may all look the same but it's real enough
Many a brain fizzles out on the tension but Brookside's on now so I've got a distraction
Adverts, glance back, my days are like the evening shadow, Jackie reports "they sound rather hollow"
Section one - Death In The City
Section two - Life In The City
Section three - Moving Out Of The City
Section four - Building A New City
The opium wars are a matter of trade a prophesy the foundations betrayed
A cheap hotel bath plug, this is a grave it's not a bath tub
All strung out but Jackie's about, a dead light bulb appears above your head
Bung loose change in an appeal box to ease the drought in your mind
MtM 1991