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Charm School
02:35
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Charm school
Early one morning down the muddy lane
Came up to London on the stopping train
Your heavy suitcase in your hand
Charm school
Sweet in your twinset and your mother’s pearls
Sitting at breakfast while the other girls
Tell stories you don’t understand
Nails are polished and your eyes are bright
Though you cry yourself to sleep at night
There are so many things a girl could do
But there’s no choice for you
Charm school
Brushing your hair a hundred times a day
Putting your feelings and your thoughts away
In tissue paper in your drawer
Charm school
Off with your boyfriend in his Jaguar
Sometimes you worry that you went too far
Soon you won’t care any more
Past the window goes the office crowd
Clothes are flashy and their voices loud
They’re not going anywhere, it’s true
But they’re happier than you
Charm school
You passed with flying colours and they’re sure
You’ll find an eligible bachelor
You’ll make him the perfect wife
Charm school
House in the country, he’s at work all day
Out of the window watch your children play
Hope you’ll have a happy life
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The King Of The Moon
02:51
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The King of the Moon
Was thrown out of the bar
He’s lying in the gutter
And gazing at the stars
His ears are ringing
But his heart is singing
The King of the Moon
Has a crater for a face
His clothes have cigarette holes
Each hair is out of place
He’s always sinning
His head is spinning
He doesn’t have an ermine robe
He doesn’t wear a crown
But he knows the kindly moon
Is always looking down
The King of the Moon
With a bottle in his hand
By now it’s close to midnight
And he can hardly stand
It’s started snowing
But his heart is glowing
The King of the Moon
When his world came to an end
He looked up to the night sky
And found he had a friend
His heart is singing
Hope always springing
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Temporary Arrangement
01:32
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Just a week
Won’t be more
I can sleep
On the floor
It’s a temporary arrangement
Just a temporary arrangement
Seven thou
Make it ten
Pay you back
Can’t say when
It’s a temporary arrangement
Just a temporary arrangement
Give him an inch and he takes a mile
Can’t resist that cheeky smile
Something in those big blue eyes
Says you’re in for a surprise
Fill it up
Where’s the key?
Have it back
Half-past three
It’s a temporary arrangement
Just a temporary arrangement
You believe his solemn pledge
It’s the thin end of the wedge
Don’t ignore that tiny voice
Telling you you have a choice
Got your car
Got your wife
Got your house
Got your life
It’s a temporary arrangement
Just a temporary arrangement
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The Kiss Of Death
02:55
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The kiss of death will come as a surprise
Hard as a hammer blow
Strike you between the eyes
You always thought the rules did not apply
You were the chosen one
It was the other guy
You should have taken better care
Everyone told you to beware
The kiss of death is colder than a knife
Soft as a silenced gun
Sweeter to you than life
You're tired of all the secrets and the lies
Don’t want to end your days
Under some foreign sky
So though you know he means you harm
You welcome him with open arms
The kiss of death - you knew he would betray
Thank him with gentle words
Smile as you’re led away
You always knew how it was going to be
Branded with burning lips
Under a cedar tree
So as he speaks your secret name
Tell him you know he’s not to blame
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There’s a star on my dressing room door
I’m the one all the critics deplore
I remember my Richard gave Tynan the hump
And he said that my tights had a rather strange lump
And my Lear was a dreary old bore
But there’s a star on my dressing room door
There’s a star on my dressing room door
So I leave all my clothes on the floor
My faithful old dresser is there every night
To clear it all up while I’m in the limelight
It’s an honour for him, not a chore
There’s a star on my dressing room door
When I was the rage, the society pages
Of all the best magazines
Showed me consorting and sometimes cavorting
With Michael and all the old queens
There’s a star on my dressing room door
And a new leading lady to paw
Of course I knew Larry and Noël and John
And when I perform I know they’re looking on
As are Oscar and George Bernard Shaw
There’s a star on my dressing room door
My friends and admirers all marvel
Amazed that I haven’t gone grey
But in The Tempest I have to hold on
So the wind doesn’t blow it away
There’s a star on my dressing room door
Every audience begs me for more
Though I’m in my eighties I’m soldiering on
The nation will mourn for me when I am gone
So you can be perfectly sure
There’s a star on my dressing room door
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Would-Be-Goods London, UK
Would-be-goods are usually a four-piece band but this is a solo project which I began in October 2020, trying to trick myself into being more productive by treating songwriting as a game or challenge. Peter, my partner, acted as my daily title generator. I then had 24 hours to write and record the song. ... more
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