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1989 When the sun Raised its ugly head With a frown In this ugly town
I was sold Grim and eighties cold Brought up red In up over my head
So in up over my head I was seeing red I had the ten-year Tory blues Down in my pointed shoes And all hell to pay
All hell to keep me hanging on the path I’d gone These endless miles with no reward Intensely bored to be ignored Oh I say
Yes I said, I said
I have something to offer Something to offer I have something to offer Something to offer
But nobody was listening with their blissed-out beats And so headlong into a dream world I did then retreat And there I stayed There I stayed
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The Wild Swans & Nick Drake & The Velvets and Fairport The Go-Betweens & Kate Bush & The Triffids and Kraftwerk The Wolfgang Press & Swell Maps & The Passage & Talk Talk The Blue Nile & The Soft Boys & The Beatles & Grant Hart The Rain Parade & Eno & Tim Buckley & Beefheart New Order & Pere Ubu & Mark Eitzel & Big Star The Chills & Ivor Cutler & Incredible String Band The Seeds & Television & over and over again |
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