Technique by Prefab Sprout

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Her husband works in jodrell bank, hes home late in the morning,

Had he been a lawyer, he wouldnt work for pennies.

In the morning I go walking, it helps the hurting soften,

Ive seen a lot of places, cos I miss her very often.

But I could never work there, what a shame that Im not clever,

Its for men with horn rimmed glasses, and four distinguished a level passes.

What chance so long ago, I buried something I should know.

Verse and chapter they unfurl, - and sprinkle it upon the world. name it.

Technique !

Their eyes dont fill with wonder when you speak,

And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak.

Without recourse to lying distortion or cheating.

Technique !

Their eyes dont fill with wonder when you speak,

And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak.
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Technique Lyrics

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Her husband works in jodrell bank, hes home late in the morning,

Had he been a lawyer, he wouldnt work for pennies.

In the morning I go walking, it helps the hurting soften,

Ive seen a lot of places, cos I miss her very often.

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