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But me and my 'true love' | But me and my 'true love' | ||
Will never meet again | Will never meet again | ||
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At the record company meeting | |||
On their hands - a dead star | |||
and ooh, the plans that they weave | |||
and ooh, the sickening greed | |||
At the record company party | |||
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 begged "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 deceived | |||
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 cannot 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 | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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