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You Will Never Work In Television Again (Live at Montreux Jazz Festival) - The Smile
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You Will Never Work In Television Again (Live at Montreux Jazz Festival) The Smile

You Will Never Work In Television Again (Live at Montreux Jazz Festival) - The Smile
[Verse 1]
Fear not my love, he's a fat fucking mist
Young bones spat out, girls slitting their wrists
Curtain calling for the kiss, from the nursery rhyme
Behind some rocks, underneath some bridge
Some gangster troll promising the moon

[Refrain]
Yeah right
Sleep tight
All night

[Verse 2]
Some kid, in golden chains, two slippery ropes
A lonely stitch, left to be unpicked, including my left foot
Turn the lights down low, unga bunga or
You'll never work in television again

[Bridge]
He screws 'em up, he spits them out
It's whatshisname, the genie man
Mechanical, mechanical
All those beautiful hopes and dreams
Devoured by those evil eyes and uh, piggy limbs
You sad fuck, throwing small change
Get your dirty hands off my love
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