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Bedroom Tapes 3

by Ruth Po!

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Mother I want to leave this body far behind Go for a walk in someone else’s shoes Going out and kissing the world With lips that are not mine. Mother I tried to be what you want of me Hustle to get me to the church on time Stepping out in peaches and pearls And lips that are not mine. Tickle the tongues that wag. Mother I want to see the other side to life Facing the earth not staring at the sky Going out and kissing the world With lips that are not mine.
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Better 01:48
Think of all the things you've done All the battles lost and won An uncomfortable rest in your Sunday best Father's twisted; lonely son And you know you could have done it better And you know you could have done it better Eat your words and drink your tea You blame you and you blame me From breakfast toast to midday roast Knowing, choosing not to see And you know you could have done it better And you know you could have done it better Looking back to look ahead is not to look at all So taking stock of all the knocks You're waiting for a fall You're waiting for a fall
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Engineering 02:53
Leave me now; I’ve got to go and think it over Slugs and snails, they always get around me somehow The pipes that run into the sea Carry all the words you said to me I’ll always pass you by and look you in the eye But there’s one thing I won’t do – I won’t cry Clever men, they engineer communications Bridges break; they rub their hands and build another The pipes that run into the sea Carry all the words you said to me I’ll always pass you by and look you in the eye But there’s one thing I won’t do – I won’t cry Summer’s gone; I keep my feelings under glass now People know; they keep their distance and don’t touch me The pipes that run into the sea Carry all the words you said to me I’ll always pass you by and look you in the eye But there’s one thing I won’t do – I won’t cry
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In the hilltops and the corner shops She stole your heart and ran All the boys tell you to stop But she’s your kind of man The smile that disarms is a countess of charms Tear yourself away And don’t be alarmed when you falls through her arms You’ll live to love another day From Solihull to the Isle of Mull She’ll find you and your fear She’ll promise you a lifetime But will always disappear The smile that disarms is a countess of charms Tear yourself away And don’t be alarmed when you fall through her arms You’ll live to love another day There’s fatalists and there’s nihilists And martyrs who have seen her Dying for a country Where the grass is always greener The smile that disarms is a countess of charms Tear yourself away And don’t be alarmed when you fall through her arms You’ll live to love another day
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In My Dream 02:17
There’s men on the moon popping pills Fools on the hill shopping still Lucy in the sky wants to die She said it’s a curse or something worse We don’t go there now We don’t go We just don’t know how We don’t know There’s veins in the brains Food for dreams The silence screams at what it sees Monkey in my hair tells me where And when to cry And how to die I don’t know my name or anything Nothing seems the same as in my dream We don’t go there now We don’t go We just don’t know how We don’t know I don’t know my name or anything Nothing seems the same as in my dream We don’t go there now We don’t go We just don’t know how We don’t know
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If I had a little car I’d take you down the motorway To the place you see as home Though you’ve been gone a year or more You think my town is insignificant It hurts when you knock it down And if I had a brain like yours I wouldn’t kill it with alcohol It’s a waste and the days slip by You haven’t made your mark on the world You think your privilege is nice You’re living sacrilege not sacrifice Hoof it to your friends Prove it to your friends London needs you now London’s got its thumb right down And if I had a face like yours I’d work on being humble Every day you frown and scowl Those little lines are here to stay Empty vessels make the most noise And boys will be boys will be boys
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The Mad Girl 02:43

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This was a home-made recording released as a cassette in August 1992.

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released August 1, 1992

All songs written by Ruth Miller, except track 4 Better - words by AK Wilson, music by Ruth Miller

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PO! Leicester, UK

Ruth Po! set up her own record company and writes incisive songs from an ordinary female perspective. Themes are often dark yet the tunes are singable, jangly and very English-sounding.First formed in 1987 with punk roots and an indie-pop style, PO! is not a typical band. After a Peel session and an NME single of the week, Ruth gave it all up 1999-2016 but the band are back with new songs! ... more

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