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Punchbag Lyrics

Punchbag by Godley And Creme  

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Punchbag Punchbag

Help me!
I wish I could blend into the background.
I've no excuses for my lack of guts.
Lack of guts.
What is it about me that draws attention?
Fourth form atrocities. Punchbag.
Come and get it Socrates. Got to hit back. Get down on
Your knees. Ready for the polythene bag.
I've never been a natural at physical things.
I've never been good at cross-country running.
Since the first football hit me in the ear, like a frozen cannonball and
The knees buckled. And stayed bent. And the laughs came. And the nerve
Went. And "Dirty Jew" was written on the blackboard.
Fourth form atrocities. Punchbag.
Come and get it Socrates. Got to hit back.
Get down on your knees. Ready for the polythene. Ready for the polythene.
Ready for the polythene. Bag - treatment.

Running through the corridors. Far too many obstacles. Bursting,
Bursting. Bursting for the cr*p I know. They'll never let me have.
Fourth form punchbag. Fourth form punchbag.
Oh God I wish that I was thicker than I am
And thinner than I am. Oh God I wish that I had
Normal ears. And clearer skin. I'm praying for the day when handsome's out
And ugly's in.
Fourth form punchbag. Fourth form punchbag.

To Jesus I pray for strength to survive. Your Christian
Soldiers smell blood. I torture myself in private. To prepare me for the
Pain. I talk to myself in public. On the buses and the train.
My father just ignores it. 'Cos it goes against the grain.
Momma, momma, momma, Help me!
Fourth form punchbag. Fourth form punchbag.
Booming round the corridors. Like guadiamus igitur. Fourth form punchbag.
Fourth form punchbag.
Can – I - Please – Get – Up – Now?
No!
When?



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