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High Class Music
Words and music by Roddy Frame

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The guy in the tie could bust his jaw with careless laughter,
His world weary sigh implies belief in the hereafter
The till takes its toll to his relief
He checks his watch, thinks time's a thief,

Tick and years fly past,
Trailing half remembered hymns
He nailed his colours to the mast and now the ship is steering him

And it's...
Jewelled fingers drumming
German engines humming
Orchestrated sneers,
A fanfare of stares
High Class Music

Beware of the line that says your burden can be surrendered,
Share it with mine, let your words be true and tender,

Stretch out your body and be free
Not on some shaded sands but here with me,

When your soul's lost shape, when it's too torn to heal
Let my whole world be draped over its foreignness of feeling,

Love me do,
I'm-a-gonna love you too
No high class music
Just me and you

Love, like a light,
Let me see my secret places
Shine hard and bright
Set me free from airs and graces
Snuff out the dark and let me see
The part of you that's part of me

Flash and fears take flight,
Guide me surely to her kiss
Dashing my 'maybes' and my 'mights' against the certainty of this

Here comes the night
Made over by Miró
Tracks twist through darkness,
Stars gasp in oceans,
Birds burst from trees
No high class music
Just you and me

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