Missing Lyrics

Written by BUF Tuesday, 23 February 2010 17:45

Thank you to all the people who have pointed out the printing error in the first pressing of The Stormy Petrel, the booklet is missing the lyrics to ‘Disgrace’ and ‘Belly Dancing Stoat’. With permission we reproduce the lyrics here.

Disgrace

I don’t want to be a fucking disgrace in this place do I?
I don’t want to be fucking straight laced in this place do I?
I don’t want to be a crease on a piece of crimpolene do I?
I don’t want to be the colour grey like today do I?
I don’t want to be a fucking disgrace in this place do I?
I don’t want to be the colour grey like today do I?

I’ll be with you
I’ll be with you
For all my days

I don’t want to be dragged over hot coals on a sunny day do I?
I don’t want to be the weatherman in the rain do I?
I don’t want to be a sign of the times do I?
I don’t want to be the butt of the joke that’s all folks do I?

I’ll be with you
I’ll be with you
For all my days

Belly Dancing Stoat

A scapegoat in a waistcoat
Selling mini plagues again
There’s idle speculation
That I procrastinate my life away
A more persistent Monday morning daze

You can’t bend me
Or attempt to mend me
You can’t lend me how you’re feeling

When I first saw you in that attic you looked anything but ecstatic that day
Why would someone leave you sitting there right in the middle of a dead room stinking of paint?
I remember just thinking you are coming home with me and ever since you’ve stayed in one piece

Is it an illusion you’re alluding to?
A belly-dancing stoat
Is more believable than you

You can’t bend me
Or offend me
You can’t lend me how you’re feeling