
Out of bed at eight am
Out my head by half past ten
Out with mates and dates and friends
That's what I do at weekends
I can't talk and I can't walk
But I know where I'm going to go
I'm going watch my money go
At the Locarno, no
When my feet go through the door
I know what my right arm is for
Buy a drink and pull a chair
Up to the edge of the dance floor
Bouncers bouncing through the night
Trying to stop or start a fight
I sit and watch the flashing lights
Moving legs in footless tights
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
I like to venture into town
I like to get a few drinks down
The floor gets packed the bar gets full
I don't like life when things get dull
The hen party have saved the night
And freed themselves from drunken stags
Having fun and dancing in
A circle round their leather bags
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
But two o'clock has come again
It's time to leave this paradise
Hope the chip shop isn't closed
Cos' their pies are really nice
I'll eat in the taxi queue
Standing in someone else's spew
Wish I had lipstick on my shirt
Instead of piss stains on my shoes
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
So apparently there was a Locarno in Coventry too...But I know where I'm going to go
I'm going watch my money go
At the Locarno, no
When my feet go through the door
I know what my right arm is for
Buy a drink and pull a chair
Up to the edge of the dance floor
This.As a kid growing up Terry Hall’s West Midlands voice and the words he sang about dying places, broken communities, shit nights out, deindustrialisation, young people trapped and without hope, anti-racism and working class life was inspirational and massively influential.
Gut wrenchingly sad to learn of his passing. Fucking horrible news.
So apparently there was a Locarno in Coventry too...
I saw one of the early incarnations supporting the Clash at Bristol Locarno - apparently it was 09/07/78 ... 44 years, 5 months, 11 days ...
I've got "Best of the Specials" on my hard drive. I thought, right, I'll just listen to "Message to You Rudie" . . . but I couldn't help myself, I had to let the whole thing play.I pretended not to like it in school, cos I was a 'trog', into heavy rock and metal, and back then music was tribal; you could only really (publicly) like one type of music. But I secretly bloody loved all the 2 Tone stuff. At least it's still out there eh? This is why making music, poetry, all forms of art, is crucial. Capture that zeitgeist forever, show it to people later, and then they'll know what it was really like.
Laughing at the Harrington ban. Like they were gonna subvert the whole school orderWow. That’s some story nogojones
I’d only heard about what happened to him as kid recently. Horrific.
I had a wry smile at your comment aboit Harringtons. They banned them at my school as well.
Early 80s, the Harrington had a bad rep amongst certain folk - I always liked them and wanted one but never got oneLaughing at the Harrington ban. Like they were gonna subvert the whole school order

Yeah it was that brilliant deadpan style that was all his own. I love this song and especially the line 'policeman comes and smacks me in the teeth, I don't complain, it's not my function'. This was right after punk, and that could have come out of a punk song - if it had been it would have been all shouty, but Terry's 'well, shit happens' delivery is much more effective.And as a singer and performer he had his own unique, almost deadpan style
The track reminds me of someone that I used to go out with in my late teens. We got back together again for a short time around 2003 and I remember him playing that track to me, the TH version had originally passed me by. Memories of two Terrys for me.Thank you for that. I remember hearing it on RTE in the 1980s, thinking it was brilliant, and having no idea who it was by, and being completely unable to find it again.
terrys all goldThe track reminds me of someone that I used to go out with in my late teens. We got back together again for a short time around 2003 and I remember him playing that track to me, the TH version had originally passed me by. Memories of two Terrys for me.
crap because they'll never have terry hall on vocals againI can remember people chatting about Crap/Not Crap threads on here and wondering if anyone would ever get a 100% Not Crap. PJ Harvey was touted as a possibility. The Specials would manage it, I reckon.
