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• Artiste: Siddeleys (The)
• Titre: Bribes And Bruises
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What will you take home tonight? Second hand trauma or shop soiled dirt? What will you tell the old girl when there's only your home and the bus and your work? Corrugated iron and a truant afternoon Conceived, bore and destroyed my dream... While they bribed and bruised you You just stood and stared Better to betray yourself than to live with a wardrobe that's tatty and bare Corrugated iron and a truant afternoon Conceived, bore and destroyed my dream... Why aren't you ashamed that you never tore their throats out? Why aren't you ashamed that you never ripped your heart out? Each day you sigh and watch the clock - can things get more mundane? (As the old crone gives a guide to last night's tea over and over and over again) There was a time of triumph at the firing range at the fair Oh, how I loved the smell of vile vinegar in your hair hile they bribed and bruised you You just stood and stared Better to betray yourself than to live with a wardrobe that's tatty and bare There was a time of triumph at the firing range at the fair Oh, how I loved the smell of vile vinegar in your hair Why aren't you ashamed that you never tore their throats out? Why aren't you ashamed that you never ripped your heart out, That you didn't turn from treason, That you had no worthy reason for your fall?