Blues For Barbara Hepworth Lyrics & Chords By The Real Tuesday Weld

Blew the dust off a wooden box And set it on the piano Nasty words came from its mouth The bite marks were to follow I should have given it away Now I never dream Wide...read more

We're all cuddles and smiles At the press photocall Though you hate to touch me And I couldn't love you at all Because I'm not an ordinary guy And you're not an ordinary...read more

Skinheads have all gone England's bastard sons Pissed on all those years I guess nothing matches tears Nothing matches Nothing matches You wore your Union Jack As you...read more

empty your hands your sacred hands you can tow it down the line take back the heart take back the heart oh, the heart that wants nothing at all oh, leave yourself yeah,...read more

all i want to be is a shovely bubbly gobbly gook a seagull stole him from his slow mama's hands aboard the boat the sweet louisa and dropped him in the meadow-lands where wild...read more