Technique (Remastered)
Prefab Sprout"Technique (Remastered)" is a song by Prefab Sprout, released in 1984 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:22 long and contains 38 lines and 233 words.
Lyrics
0:011 2 3 4 5
0:021 2 3 4 5
0:031 2 3 4 5
0:051 2 3 4 5
0:08Her husband works in Jodrell Bank
0:12He's home late in the morning
0:15Had he been a lawyer
0:18He wouldn't work for pennies
0:22In the morning I go walking
0:25It helps the hurting soften
0:29I've seen a lot of places
0:32'Cause I miss her very often
0:35But I could never work there
0:39What a shame that I'm not clever
0:42It's for men with horn rimmed glasses
0:45And four distinguished A level passes
0:53What chance so long ago
0:55I buried something I should know
1:02What chance so long ago
1:05I buried something I should know
1:29Verse and chapter they unfurl
1:34And sprinkle it upon the world name it
1:39Technique
1:44Their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak
1:51And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak
2:00Without recourse to lying distortion or cheating
2:06Technique
2:11Their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak
2:19And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak
3:33Verse and chapter they unfurl
3:38And sprinkle it upon the world name it
3:43Technique
3:47Their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak
3:55And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak
4:04Without recourse to lying distortion or cheating
4:10Technique
4:15Their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak
4:22And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak
1 2 3 4 5 1 2 3 4 5 1 2 3 4 5 1 2 3 4 5 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 'Cause 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 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 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
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