Fancy Play Thing – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and November 1994 (Aged 18/19)

Fancy Play Thing

riding in the night
mum in her dressing gown
she comes down,
to give you a fright
she stopped being alive,
when you were born
her legs have become short and fat
they are so worn
you come alive after nine
when you have called make believers –
up on the phone
you can go out baked and caked
you are all the same
just alone
is someone giving you a lift home?
or are you giving the ride
you know you are very hard to like
scuttle and shake, bedtime blues
but you kick off your shoes
and you want to be in the shows
but you have no time to dance
and you have not got the right toes
you do not change,
and for nobody else do you care
so you are a fat lonely girl
through depression, going nowhere
think you know how to have fun
wait till two in the morning
fancy play thing

James Garratt – 1994

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