Deep Cut Songtext
von Jon Gomm

When the night draws in I thank it.
Wrap it around me like my momma′s blanket.
Behind the city night's boarded-up silence
there hides a million kinds of violence.
They shine it on.

So my head begins to echo
with a deep cut from long ago.

I am dancing to the rhythm
of a dis-United Kingdom.

It′s a deep, deep, deep
Deep cut, yeah...

Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!


Everybody looks the same at sunset,
or by the glowing of another funny cigarette.
You might look down upon a poor man thief, yeah!
But I'm lookin' down upon the rich men stealing.
We all get it together!

I would teach them all my moves,
hear the shuffling of hooves.

We′d be dancing to the rhythm
of the dis-United Kingdom.

It′s a deep, deep, deep
Deep cut, yeah...

Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!

Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!

Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!
Let the rhythm guide you!