Lyric Penny Dreadful

Forgive me if I m out of order -
this new music has no soul.
It may be good for making money,
(sadly that is not my goal).
Integrity and honesty are words that you don t understand,
but you re the best - it says so in the penny dreadful in your hand.
I saw you in a magazine,
they re calling you messiah.
They must be living in a dream -
they couldn t be more wrong.
If we d played this riff more punk
then maybe we d have had a million seller.
but this piper s tune is not for sale,
(I m glad to say I m not that kind of fella).
D.J.s, V.J.s, pimps and trollops,
never mind music - this is bollocks.
I saw you in a magazine,
they re calling you messiah.
They must be living in a dream -
they couldn t be more wrong.
Turn on, tune up, cash in, sell out.
Stand your ground behind the times -
and refuse to follow fashion.
Write your poetry with anger,
(and then sing it with a passion).
Painted faces in a circus - images that spring to mind,
when I read my penny dreadful filled with pictures of your kind.
I saw you in a magazine,
they re calling you messiah.
They must be living in a dream -
they couldn t be more wrong.
Commercial suicide s appealing after
ten years on this losing streak.
Cause I d rather be called sour and bitter
than be deemed the flavour of the weak.
I saw you in a magazine,
they re calling you messiah.
They must be living in a dream -
they couldn t be more wrong.
Extra, extra, read all about it!
I saw you in a magazine,
they re calling you messiah.
They must be living in a dream -
they couldn t be more wrong.