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John Cooper Clarke Strange Bedfellows Lyrics
Total views: 2 times this week / Rating: 6.79/10 [14 votes]Album: Disguise In Love / Original Release Date: 1978Genre: AlternativeSong Duration: 4 min 09 sec
JOHN COOPER CLARKE
- Strange Bedfellows Lyrics / with translationsA copper's nark...
The cautious talk of a city under suspicion
A perfumed collision...
With the real meaning of a girl
Working in the dark... from the velvet shadows...
In the... black-wood of engines
YOU'RE in suspension...
In the best of all possible worlds
Furnished rooms...
In tune... with the frozen taste of money
A broken television
Flickers in the corner of one eye
A variety show
That goes below... the freezing point of numbers
To understand... an episode
Of a dream that money can buy
When a necromancer's crucifix...
And fifty dead assistants...
A beer by a dried UP fountain
It's the festival of the spoons: whatever that is
TWO scrumpets dance with rainbow feathers...
On the lines of least resistance...
Into the middle distance...
Of a supermarket tune
Familiar ground...
He stops her breath with the sneak-thief kiss of a roscoe
Love letters from Moscow
Calling for the hard-ware of surprise
In a jealous town...
Where desperation...
Isn't worth the trouble
Meet your double... in an episode...
Of a dream that money can buy
Bye bye love
Say goodnight irene: to the magnetism of the MOMENT
The future fails to feature
Beyond the forcefields of their eyes
Decadant waves: Depraved Danger
Or a plaything of the rodents
Not quite the kind of creature
With whom they socialise
The cautious talk of a city under suspicion
A perfumed collision...
With the real meaning of a girl
Working in the dark... from the velvet shadows...
In the... black-wood of engines
YOU'RE in suspension...
In the best of all possible worlds
Furnished rooms...
In tune... with the frozen taste of money
A broken television
Flickers in the corner of one eye
A variety show
That goes below... the freezing point of numbers
To understand... an episode
Of a dream that money can buy
When a necromancer's crucifix...
And fifty dead assistants...
A beer by a dried UP fountain
It's the festival of the spoons: whatever that is
TWO scrumpets dance with rainbow feathers...
Into the middle distance...
Of a supermarket tune
Familiar ground...
He stops her breath with the sneak-thief kiss of a roscoe
Love letters from Moscow
Calling for the hard-ware of surprise
In a jealous town...
Where desperation...
Isn't worth the trouble
Meet your double... in an episode...
Of a dream that money can buy
Bye bye love
Say goodnight irene: to the magnetism of the MOMENT
The future fails to feature
Beyond the forcefields of their eyes
Decadant waves: Depraved Danger
Or a plaything of the rodents
Not quite the kind of creature
With whom they socialise
Facts about Strange Bedfellows
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Strange Bedfellows is written by John Cooper Clarke, Stephen Hopkins, Martin Hannett.
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It is first released in 1978 as part of John Cooper Clarke's album "Disguise In Love" which includes 14 tracks in total. This song is the 9th track on this album.
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Strange Bedfellows falls under the genre Alternative.
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Strange Bedfellows song length is 4 minutes and 09 seconds.
Who wrote Strange Bedfellows lyrics?
Strange Bedfellows is written by John Cooper Clarke, Stephen Hopkins, Martin Hannett.
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When was Strange Bedfellows released?
It is first released in 1978 as part of John Cooper Clarke's album "Disguise In Love" which includes 14 tracks in total. This song is the 9th track on this album.
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Which genre is Strange Bedfellows?
Strange Bedfellows falls under the genre Alternative.
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How long is the song Strange Bedfellows?
Strange Bedfellows song length is 4 minutes and 09 seconds.
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these lyrics are submitted by musixmatch2Songwriter(s): John Cooper Clarke, Stephen Hopkins, Martin Hannett
Record Label(s): 2005 SONY BMG MUSIC ENTERTAINMENT (UK) LIMITED
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Strange Bedfellows
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