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Good Shop Shuts
02:39
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This is such a pretty town when the snow is falling
We queue up for our loaves and pies
We never find it boring
And the independent record shop is rolling in gold pieces
They’re queueing ‘round the corner for the more obscure releases
While we moan like owt then a good shop shuts
We’d take the blame if we had the guts
While we moan like owt then a good shop shuts
We’d take the blame if we had the guts
For the money we never spent
The times we never went
No one would admit that the superstore was easy
There was everything under one roof
So pleasing when its freezing
And now they’re selling records though most of them are shite
Lowest common denominator
Fills the shelves just right
While we moan like owt then this good shop shuts
Well take the blame
No you don’t have the guts
While we moan like owt then a good shop shuts
We’d take the blame if we had the guts
For the money we never spent
The times we never went
Now this is such a quiet town Cars just drive straight through
Past the historic market hall
The war memorial too
And there’s dignitaries on the local news and they’re talking up some plans to regenerate
Regenerate
Regenerate
Regenerate
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In a Yorkshire call centre I knelt down and wept
On the endless night shifts that I’d tried to accept
After days in a pub when I really should have slept
Regretting my youth and the company I’d kept
In a Yorkshire call centre I swung on my chair
I was talking to people who weren’t really there
There were tears in my eyes, desperate despair
Avoiding the truths that I could hardly bare
And I was struggling to make sense of it all
All their slogans on the wall
Their slogans on the wall
There were slogans on the wall
In a Yorkshire call centre I was stabbed in the back
She was a friend it was a surprise attack
Torn apart for all the things that I lack
But after ten times it had lost its impact
And I was struggling to make sense of it all
All the slogans on the wall
There were slogans on the wall
Slogans on the wall
And I was struggling to make sense of it all
All their slogans on the wall
The slogans on the wall
The slogans on the wall
In a Yorkshire call centre I was dismissed
There were targets and I was bottom of the list
They were quite civil but I got the gist
You don’t belong here
You won’t be missed
And I was struggling to make sense of it all
All their slogans on the wall
The slogans on the wall
The slogans on the wall
Yeah I, I was struggling to make sense of it all
The slogans on the wall
The slogans on the wall
The slogans on the wall
I, I was struggling to make sense of it all
All their slogans on the wall
The slogans on the wall
They had were slogans on the wall
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Plans revised and plans forgotten
A child spent wrapped up in cotton
Grandparents who spoiled you rotten
The Sun shone from your tracksuit bottoms
School was just a place to go
To shelter from the rain and snow
You never listened to what you didn’t want to know
And all of a sudden it was time to go
But this boat’s going nowhere ‘cause the canal is frozen
I’m stood there with not that many clothes on
That is the late night price for my early evening posing
This boat is going nowhere tonight
Did time for an agency
You might as well have worked for free
Existence is just temporary
You never found a place to be
Drunken nights in awful clubs
You couldn’t come up with the goods
Judgement wrecked, your mind is mud
You’d stay at home if you could
But this boat’s going nowhere, the canal is frozen
I’m stood there with not that many clothes on
That is the late night price for some early evening posing
This boat is going nowhere tonight
What to do
I find it hard to decide
And when I toss a coin it always lands on its side
What to do, its hard to decide
And when I toss a coin it only lands on its side
Walk the streets
Some kind of daze
You were wrong-footed by a roadwork maze
Confused by flash window displays
Fear sets in
Your concrete ways
Daylight strikes
Avoid the sun
Could it be your chance has gone
Every day could have been the one
Opportunities here
Fun, fun, fun
And this boat’s going nowhere ‘cause its out of season
And I’m still out for no real reason
The Sun is coming up but its still freezing
And this boat is going nowhere tonight
Well what to do
I find it hard to decide
And when I toss a coin it always lands on its side
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4. |
Some Slum Clearances
04:34
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And where did you think we’d go when you torched our miserable huts?
When you bludgeoned us in the guts
When you freed us from our ruts
And what’d you think we’d do when you showed us all your wares?
Tried to catch us unawares
And you showed us that you didn’t care
Despite deceptive appearances we weren’t fooled by your slum clearances
And despite deceptive appearances we weren’t fooled
We weren’t fooled
We weren’t fooled by your fooling
What’d you think we’d say when you took our fun away?
When you told us where to play
And you lengthened our working day
And when did you think we’d know that you’d left us nowhere to go?
Our clocks would always be slow
Our favourite word would be no
Despite deceptive appearances we weren’t fooled by your slum clearances
And despite deceptive appearances we weren’t fooled
We weren’t fooled
We weren’t fooled by your fooling
I was left behind
And despite deceptive appearances we weren’t fooled by your slum clearances
And despite deceptive appearances we weren’t fooled
We weren’t fooled
We weren’t fooled by your fooling
We were off course and planning excuses
I was dragged in by your easy paranoia
Did you enjoy all the endless talking
With me saying nothing?
Maybe I could have warned you
Often on target
We were wearing barbed wire
Bleeding on cue
It was a strange performance
And I fought the battle with no sense of a cause
Clutching at straws
And hiding ‘round corners
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