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Paint a Vulgar Picture
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At the record company meeting
On their hands, a dead star
And oh, the plans they weave
And oh, the sickening greed
At the record company party
On their hands, a dead star
The sycophantic slags all say
"I knew him first and I knew him well"
Re-issue, repackage, repackage
Re-evaluate the songs
Double pad with a photograph
Extra track and a tacky badge
A-list, playlist
Please them, please them, please them
Sadly, this was your life
But you could have said no
If you wanted to
You could have said no
If you wanted to
E-P, I-M-T-V, B-B-C
Please them, please them
Sadly, this was your life
But you could have said no
If you wanted to
You could have walked away
Couldn't you?
I touched you at the sound check
You had no real way of knowing
In my heart, I begged
"Take me with you
I don't care where you're going"
But to you I was faceless
I was foreign, I was boring
A child of those ugly new houses
Who could never begin to know
Who could never really know
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Best of, most of
Satiate the need
Slip them into different sleeves
Buy both and feel received
Climb a new entry, new entry
World tour, media whore
Please the press in Belgium
This was your life
And when it fails to recoup
Well, baby
You just haven't earned it yet, baby
I walk a pace behind you at the sound check
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 danced my legs down to the knees
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
At the record company meeting
On their hands at last, a dead star
But they could never taint you in my eyes
They cannot touch you now
No, they cannot touch you, my darling
They cannot touch you now
Me and my true love
Will never meet again
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