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poormans earth - acoustic - pat orchard lyrics

i’ve been thinking a lot these days
about city life how to make it pay
dreaming up crazy ideas
how to make enough to get out of here
and you. you’ve been doing your best
working late nights at a check*out desk
to come home tired, wired, depressed
flying your name from a tesco dress
but baby don’t cry
‘cos every time you do a part of me it dies
and i’m going to get you all you deserve
i’ll make a little heaven
from a dirty, dirty ,dirty poormans earth
living cheap in a one room flat
when along came junior and that was that
the rules said ‘no children or pets’
so they put us out on the front door step
and i remember walking down the street
listening to the pram wheel squeak
i felt so empty yet full of hate
and queuing once more for a welfare state
but baby don’t cry
‘os every time you do a part of me it dies
and i’m going to get you all you deserve
i’ll make a little heaven
from a dirty, dirty, dirty poormans earth
to safe some money for a rainy day
i’ve been sweating in the sun for a labourers pay
and you you’re still doing your best
even more hours at you’re check*out desk
and one year later we were ten years older
a little bit tougher but much, much colder
giving to little and taking to much
and even in bed we were out of touch
me baby and baby don’t cry
‘cos every time you do a part of me it dies
and i’m going to get you all you deserve
i’ll make a little heaven from a dirty, dirty, dirty
poormans earth
that’s what i’ll do, just for you
but i’m reading your letter by the evening light
the words they cut me like a paper*knife
you say that you’ve left to start a new life
and i miss my baby and i miss you my wife
but baby i won’t cry
cos the last part of me has finally died
and i can tell you for all that it’s worth
you’ll never make heaven
you’ll never make heaven no
from a dirty dirty dirty poormans earth
and i’ve been thinking a lot these days
about city life how to make it pay
dreaming up crazy ideas
maybe sell a few cd’s
and get the h*ll out of here

- pat orchard lyrics

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