Story Behind The Song

Originally conceived as a keyboard piece, "Church Of Dub" became a dependable highlight of Working Party live sets. Here, in yet a different style, it is stripped to an acoustic core. An intimate, hypnotic performance.

Song Description

A slight commentary on fads and fashions, musical or otherwise. A little ramble by a lost and lonely soul in and out of mind, over the hills and far away. Or maybe simply an old-fashioned song of revenge tinged with more than a tiny touch of envy.

Lyrics

CHURCH OF DUB

What do you know about rock and roll
What do you care about blues and soul
You want to get screwed up by some futurist shock
Persevere and interfere with the hands on the clock
But will you dance, take a chance, there's the rub
Now you want to worship in a church of dub.

Did you ever see a sky that split
Did you ever feel a truth that hit
There's money in your pocket and a voice on the phone
Saying pay up or play up or leave me alone
You want to get into the action, in the club
Now you want to worship in a church of dub.

Never say never, never no more
Walk along walls and sit on the floor
In a jumble as you tumble and stumble neath the moon
If music be the food of love, you're out of tune
An ineffective intellectual scuffling for grub
Now you want to worship in a church of dub.

You want to worship, you want to worship
You want to worship in a church of dub.
You want to take a little walk on the other side
Take a little walk watch the sounds collide
Turn the other cheek and swallow your pride
Get out of the rut, get out of the rank and file
There's a better place to be than the bottom of the pile
In a different style.