Artist:
Ian Dury And The Blockheads
Song:
Byline brown
Album:
[B
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" CD]
I'm here to find out what makes you tick I'm here to discover the secret you I intend to reveal you're crooked and sick I don't give a damn if none of it's true
There's a Byline Browne from the national press That is how I earn my wages I bring exposure and distress As I spread your guts across the centre pages
I'm here to solicit your innermost thoughts I'm fuelled by jealousy, venom and drink I poke in your dustbins and I lurk round the courts I puke up your portrait in bright yellow ink
There's a Byline Browne of the popular press The man who bought you babies for sale I'll blackmail your neighbour and look up your dress But come what may I'll tell my tale
I cover each item as issues arise With a stain on the fabric of tissue of lies I fuck up your family, your future and friends And I'll see you in hell before my story ends
I'm a reporter with senses and hunches Somebody's daughter's turned into a junkie I'm a reporter with expenses and lunches And a whiskey and water, and I don't give a monkey's
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