Talent
See that boy
He’s got the song (Texts of songs ) of the century
He’s got the face that was meant to be
On the covers of lavishing height.
Watch that girl
Moves like the vamp on the disco floor
Curses the crap that has gone before
Makes me happy
Not very bright.
Any offers? any offers? any resale?
Any offers? any offers? any resale?
Any of none.
New turn
Talent is all that we understand
Gullible suits have the upper hand
Are we laughing?
Not very hard
Sell your soul
To papers I painted cold hand low
Lied about crack in the pubs and so
Are we crying?
It’s ever so sad.
Any offers? any offers? any resale?
Any offers? any offers? any resale?
Any offers? any offers? any resale?
Any of none.
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