Up on the Roof (Strangeways)
By all accounts It was little more than a protest. By all accounts It was little more than a protest But all I saw was The slates been Tossed off the roof. All I could hear was Them crashing Onto the floor With a element of surprise And the buzz of the guards Who were running Around below Like headless bees. All I could make out was The occasional word Screamed out across The short distance through the window And the blur of the helicopters Flying around the sky With TV Cameras Dangling out of their side Like vultures. All I could remember was After your second question The way you trotted The rest of them out With such speed It was clear You were not answered In what I was Going to say And was more interested In what was going on Across the road. All I could remember was Your half mumbled sigh At the end of my every answer And the way you looked At your watch twice As if you were wondering would I ever shut up. All I could remember was The way you looked Out of the window All the way down The stairs And then disappeared Like a ghost At the reception desk Without even A thank you for attending. All I could see when I stepped outside Was the Police barricades And what was clearly Families at the edge Trying to find out Where their loved Ones were okay. But your reflection Shone in the window All the way back to my car Like a crazed queen Who was enjoying Looking at the madness Going on beneath her. Needless to say I didn’t get the job. But wished I had Got on that roof Looking back.