Supposedly taken from a record company cd-r of a scrapped reissue of "Southpaw Grammar", this has leaked on the internet in 2006
LYRICS may differ
You don't know a thing about their lives
they live where you wouldn't dare to drive
you shake as you think of how they sleep
but you write as if you all lie side by side
Reader - meet author, with the hope of
hearing sense
but you may be feeling let-down
by the words of defence
he says "no one ever sees me
when I cry"
You don't know a thing about their lives
books don't save them, books aren't
Stanley knives
and if a fight broke out here tonight
It doesn't help us to know how well you type
you're that type
and the year 2000 won't change
anyone here
as each fabled promise flies so fast you'll
swear it was never there
have you ever escaped from a
shipwrecked life?
So safely with your software miles
from the front line
you hear the way the sad voice sings
and you start to imagine things
Oh any excuse to write more lies