Advertising Nation
I played this track as the outro at my last gig, at the Green Note, Camden, for the rather excellent night know as Folkadot. As I’ve not posted in a long, long time, I thought it might be a good idea to put out some lyrics to get me started again.
These words are a curious case of some that I’m really proud of, and some that make me squirm a little. It’s the classic scenario of a song written before you knew what you were talking about… but I kind of dig my naïveté.
Well on the radio the adverts in between the shows,
Are asking if I’m having fun? And if not would I like to have some?
The number ends in triple 8, they charge it at galactic rate,
But baby, they can hook you up with a blonde in a G size cup.
And my friends keep asking if there’s something wrong?
Why d’you act so happy with your face so long?
Use a credit card to get a G size blonde,
Then move on. But I won’t.
Cos it’s like I told you, I want to hold you love,
There ain’t nothing wrong with loving you like I do.
Like Julius Caesar, or the tower of Pisa I’m crazy,
And I get things wrong. Loving you like a fool.
Well on the TV set they’te telling me what I can get,
Oh baby, if I only tried the world’s legs might open wide.
The book is called ‘The Devil’s Tricks’, the number ends in treble 6,
So call now – it’s only £12.99, but get permission from who owns the line.
And I ask myself if there’s something up?
If I have these feelings can I be in love?
One thing I know is I don’t want that book,
I’m going to write ‘Fuckups in Love’.
Cos it’s like I told you, I want to hold you love,
There ain’t nothing wrong with loving you like I do.
Like Julius Caesar, or the tower of Pisa I’m crazy,
And I get things wrong. Loving you like a fool.
And in this advertising nation we’re consumers of temptation:
You and I.
And in the tree of God’s creation every branch of information’s got an apple:
Take a bite.
They’ll take your heart as a deposit, or your soul if you’ve still got it:
They don’t expect a fight.
But like all the great Italians,
These things I build are going to stand,
And love has got the upper hand tonight.
Cos it’s like I told you, I want to hold you love,
There ain’t nothing wrong with loving you like I do.
Like Julius Caesar, or the tower of Pisa I’m crazy,
And I get things wrong. Loving you like a fool.
Loving you like I do.