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| Name = Paint A Vulgar Picture | |||
| | | Album = [[Strangeways, Here We Come]] | ||
| Length = 5:35<br>5:40 (Monitor Mix)<br>5:38 (Studio Outtake) | |||
| Writer = Morrissey/Marr | |||
| | | Producer = [[Stephen Street]]<br>Assisted by [[Morrissey]] & [[Johnny Marr]] | ||
| Recorded = Spring 1987 | |||
| | | Release = September 1987 | ||
| ArtistType = The Smiths | |||
}} | }} | ||
[[Category:The Smiths Lyrics]] | |||
[[Category:The Smiths Lyrics]] | |||
==Information== | ==Information== | ||
* An alternate take of this song appears on [[The Smiths – Unreleased Demos & Instrumentals (LP bootleg)|The Smiths – Unreleased Demos & Instrumentals]] bootleg LP. | |||
== Lyrics == | == Lyrics == | ||
<poem> | |||
At the record company meeting | |||
On their hands - a dead star | |||
And oh, the plans they weave | |||
And oh, 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 !" | |||
(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 then!" | |||
(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 "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 | |||
Oh... | |||
Best of! Most of! | |||
Satiate the need | |||
Slip them into different sleeves! | |||
Buy both, and feel 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 danced my legs down to the knees | |||
But me and my 'true love' | |||
Will never meet again... | |||
At the record company meeting | |||
On their hands - at last! - A dead star ! | |||
But they can never taint you in my eyes | |||
No, they can never 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> | |||
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