Paint a Vulgar Picture - текст песни
Paint a Vulgar Picture
At the record company meeting
On their hands - a dead star
and ooh, the plans that they weave
and ooh, the sikening greed
At the record company meeting
on their hands - a dead star
the sycophantic slags all say:
I knew him first, and I knew him well
Re-issue! Re-package! Re-package!
Re-evaluate the songs
double-pack with a photograph
Extra Track (and a tacky badge)
A-list, playlist
Please them, please them!
Please them! Please them!
(sadly, THIS was your life)
but you could have said no
if you'd wanted to
you could have said no
if you'd wanted to
BPI, MTV, BBC
Please them! Please them!
(sadly this was your life)
but you could have said no
if you'd wanted to
you could have walked away
...couldn't you?
I touched you at the soundcheck
you had no real way of knowing
in my heart I bgged please, take
me with you...
I don't care where you're going
But to you I was faceless
I was fawning, I was boring
just a child from those ugly new houses
who could never begin to know
who could never really know
Best of? Most of?
Satiate the need
slip them into different sleeves!
Buy both, and be decieved
climber - new entry, re-entry
World tour! (media whore)
Please the Press in Belgium!
(THIS was your life...)
and when it fails to recoup?
Well, maybe:
You just haven't earned it yet, baby
I walked a pace behind you at the soundcheck
you're just the same as I am
what makes most people feel happy
leads us headlong into harm
so, in my bedroom in those 'ugly new houses'
I dance my legs down to the knees
but me and my 'true love'
we will never meet again...
At the record company meeting
on their hands - at last! - a dead star!
but they cannot taint you in my eyes
no, they cannout touch you now
No, they cannot hurt you my darling
they cannot touch you now
but me and my 'true love'
will never meet again
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