She waits for letters that,
She hopes she'll see when they,
Fall through the door onto her floor,
But nothing seems to work,
The buttons on her shirt,
Are always undone,
An invitation's begun,
But no-one ever wants to come.
And the postman only brings,
Bills and all those things you get,
To tell you what you've won,
The TV set,
A fortnight in the sun,
Free gifts for everyone.
She checks her phone but,
No seeds have been sown and,
No messages light up the screen.
And she only wants one thing,
A wedding or a fling,
The chances are bleak,
The signal is week,
And nothing ever seems complete.
And the mobile never rings,
And the silence only brings you back,
Right back to the start,
Where she began,
With the ad in lonely hearts.
A gift for everyone,
A gift for everyone,
A gift for everyone.
But tomorrow never brings,
Any of those things they said,
The car parked in your drive,
The house in Spain,
That came as a surprise.
Free gifts for everyone,
Free gifts for everyone,
Gifts for everyone,
Free gifts for everyone,
Gifts for everyone.
Desperate Journalist are like a distillation of everything the twenty-something me loved to listen to but played properly and with real conviction. They get better with each record.
Ed. The Disciples Of Spess
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