Technique lyrics

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Artist: Prefab Sprout
Album: Swoon

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Her husband works in jodrell bank, he's home late in the morning

Had he been a lawyer, he wouldn't work for pennies

In the morning I go walking, it helps the hurting soften

I've seen a lot of places, 'cos I miss her very often

But I could never work there, what a shame that I'm not clever

It's for men with horn rimmed glasses, and four distinguished "a level" passes

What chance so long ago, I buried something I should know

Verse and chapter they unfurl, - and sprinkle it upon the world. name it

Technique !

Their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak

And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak

Without recourse to lying distortion or cheating

Technique !

Their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak

And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak