The Smiths

The Smiths - Paint A Vulgar Picture lyrics

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On their hands - a dead star
     and ooh, the plans that they weave
     and ooh, the sikening greed
     At the record company meeting
     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 bgged "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 decieved
     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 cannout 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
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rhino UK

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Released in: 1987

Language: English

Appearing on: Strangeways, Here We Come (1987)

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