Prefab Sprout

Prefab Sprout - Technique lyrics

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Her husband works in Jodrell Bank,
he's home late in the morning,
Had he been a lawyer,
he wouldn't work for pennies.

In the morning I go walking,
it helps the hurting soften.
I've seen a lot of places,
'cos I miss her very often.

But I could never work there,
what a shame that I'm not clever.
It's for men with horn rimmed glasses,
and four distinguished A Level passes.

What chance so long ago, I buried something I should know.
What chance so long ago, I buried something I should know.

Verse and chapter they unfurl, and sprinkle it upon the world name it,
Technique, their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak.
And I loathe the stilted way you made me speak.
Without recourse to lying distortion or cheating,
Technique, their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak,
And I loathe the stilted way you made me speak.

Verse and chapter they unfurl, and sprinkle it upon the world name it,
Technique, their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak.
And I loathe the stilted way you made me speak.
Without recourse to lying distortion or cheating,
Technique, their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak,
And I loathe the stilted way you made me speak.
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: CBS Records

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Released in: 1984

Language: English

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