UB40 song built on the repeated claim that something isn't true, contrasting symbols of wealth and status like Versailles and sports cars with the speaker's admission that the glamorous persona is fake. The tension between outward success and internal doubt drives the whole piece.
Welcome home! Welcome home! Welcome home! Welcome home! Welcome home! Welcome home! If my spoken words you didn't understand, would not make me a better man. Elocution class, a language, getting me a self-improvement plan. I don't know what saves me, things I do best come easily. I don't feel the need to say to you, I'm made in LA. Cuz it isn't true. Exquisite Versailles, the Tombs. Forming phrases not my own. High culture, not till I lie. Pictures from another's eye. I don't know, it seems to me things are increasingly— I don't really need to see the Eiffel Tower. Cuz it isn't true. I sport the latest kakao pilaf. You ought to sue my guts on Skype. I wear my hair just long enough. Two new fashions arrive. Sports car, sexy summer life vest. Big enough to have my pets. Rich enough to open doors I never could unlock before. I don't know, it seems to me things like this come easily. I don't really need to see you. I'm made it. Because it isn't true. sexy, single, like fast, quick enough to have my bath, rich enough to open the door, never could unlock before. I don't know, it seems to me things I do best come easily. I don't feel the need to say to you I'm better, 'cause it isn't true, 'cause it isn't true, 'cause it isn't true. Cause it isn't you. Because it isn't you. Because it isn't you.
UB40 - The Earth Dies Screaming / Madness - Too Hot To Handle ft. UB40 / One in Ten (Live)
