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The Artist and the Model
02:08
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The artist and the model stroll hand in hand
Drawing my attention
Changing my perspective
A long time ago you used my name
And the money’s rolling in.
I sat around for hours in your studio
Drinking in the sunlight
Smoothing out your madness
I was young and I didn’t know
What the future held.
I would give anything you like to live
Anywhere but on your wall
In a frame of gilt.
And if I worked all year at the hospital
Someone would outbid me
For a picture of me
I don’t own the flesh on my bones
Or a picture of you.
I would try anything but I can’t buy
Images of you or I
In a frame of gilt.
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2. |
Bigger Wall
02:31
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The wall that stands beside your tulip tree
Is cold and threatening to me
I’ve seen you daring me to sit on it
So you can come and shout at me.
You need a bigger wall
You need a bigger wall
You need a bigger wall to keep the neighbour’s kids out.
The wall that crumbled into history
Is there for everyone to see
But soldiers crouching in a foreign land
Will never ever quite believe.
You need a bigger wall
You need a bigger wall
You need a bigger wall so that the world keeps turning.
Higher than the mountains
Higher than the eagle
Higher than the eye can see
I walk along the wall with heavy feet
And see the strangers on both sides
I shiver in the mist of ignorance
And weep at civilising lies
You need a bigger wall
You need a bigger wall
You need a bigger wall to keep the whole world out.
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I Won't Stay
02:44
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All the things you said to me
You told me lies
I won’t stay, I won’t stay.
Places that you said they were
They don’t exist
I won’t stay, I won’t stay.
You don’t get a second chance
I’m worth much more than that
You don’t get a second look
You’re just a number in my book.
Little things you bought for me
Just out of guilt
I won’t stay, I won’t stay.
Love means fun and games for you
This time you lose
I won’t stay, I won’t stay.
You don’t get a second chance
I’m worth much more than that
You don’t get a second look
You’re just a number in my book.
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Friday night, skies are pink
Village lies half asleep
Tulips bloom, cars go by
What a gorgeous place to dies
But we’re young; life is for us
So we smoke
In the bus shelter that’s a nightclub to us.
Motorbikes, cans of beer
Dirty jokes our culture here
Who said what, who’s a slag
Who got caught with Kieran’s dad
Oh we’re young; life is for us
So we smoke
In the bus shelter that’s a nightclub to us.
Time is on your side …. In the rain, in the rain
Time is on your side …. In the rain, in the rain
Time is on your side …. In the rain, in the rain
Time is on your side …. In the rain, in the rain
In the rain
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Possession
02:16
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6. |
A Lovely Letter
02:53
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There’s always someone that knows better than me
Someone who can prove it
Someone always takes the pen from my hand
Forces my words to fit
I could be her
She could be me
Nobody would know
I could be her
She could be me
Nobody would know
And now I feel so much at ease with the world
Nothing really left to say
I hope tomorrow will be just like the day
Little sister went away
I could be her
She could be me
Nobody would know
I could be her
She could be me
Nobody would know
I sit and watch the girl who used to be me
Speaking shallow promises
She sends the poison and the fireworks to me
In a lovely letter
I could be her
She could be me
Nobody would know
I could be her
She could be me
Nobody would know
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Walking In My World
01:52
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Conversation’s so polite
You’re looking over my shoulder
Wearing black on top of white
You’re my monochrome nightmare
Sell yourself to those you meet
Don’t waste your time on a loser
People are commodities
And you are who you talk to
You had a party and you didn’t ask me
What do I care
Glad you didn’t ask me I was going elsewhere
Walking in my world
Maybe I lead a boring life
And I get pleasure from small things
You live and die minutiae
The gilded gossip of your kings
A thousand useful contacts
But none of them a friend
What you get is what you give
An opportunity wasted
You had a party and you didn’t ask me
What do I care
Glad you didn’t ask me I was going elsewhere
Walking in my world Yeah
You had a party and you didn’t ask me
What do I care
Glad you didn’t ask me I was going elsewhere
Walking in my world
In my world
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Sally Ann
02:05
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She was big; a hippopotamus of a girl,
She was just thirteen and she weighed about the same.
All the boys, with their incisive brand of wit
Called her ‘fatty’ and they said she smelt of it.
In the daytime, she would walk around the school,
Never smiling, but never frowning too.
No-one knew her, but they kept up with the jibes
Said her clothes were not the fashionable kind.
Sally Ann Sally Ann
Sally Ann Sally Ann
She was big; she made a million pounds a year
Painting pictures showing children fighting fear
All the boys said they went to school with her
Said they knew her, and they went to bed with her.
Sally Ann Sally Ann
Sally Ann Sally Ann
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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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