Simply Fortescue and Plastic Chase

Simply Fortescue and Plastic Chase Minor rock bands in the '90s space Focussed on selections 'bout the human race Then ran out of time, couldn't keep the pace Plastic Chase was bad, never had a hit Fortescue did better, at least until they split Enerson went back to a band he'd quit Gilgahood was left holding all the bits Though they played the rounds They could never find Anything like gold That they thought they'd mine Lurking at the depths Of the Billboard C "Make us number one" Was their common plea Golden Fingers was their greatest muse Ambush before them, but couldn't shine their shoes Tried a fire early, couldn't keep the fuse Left them only there to sing the blues Record biz is hard Barely made a dent After all their costs Didn't make a cent Had to give it up by the decade's end Trying to get in? Wouldn't recommend