Soup House

Tied to a shilling
God is impatiently willing
Slogans you worry
Education in the sun
I want you
Hurry

Sing it loud
Sing it proud
Sing it low down
Till it slows down
Drink it to the absolute
Inert your zone
Lay low

Bribes form the city
God is impatiently witty
Something about you
Pulling on my chain
Makes me put up
Or there and back again

Sing it loud
Sing it proud
Sing it low down
Till it slows down
Beckon knowledge for my suit and squire brigade
Recognise myself in the youthful parade
Recognise myself and just stow it all away
Recognise myself and just sew it up again
You're a long way from the soup house
Mr Pain, again and again
Pain, pain, pain

Tied to a shilling
God is impatiently willing
Makes me put up
Or there and back again



Credits
Writer(s): William Pearce
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