 Technique lyrics ( Prefab sprout )   
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Artist : Prefab sprout
Song : Technique
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Her husband works in jodrell bank, he’s home late
in the morning,
Had he been a lawyer, he wouldn’t work for
pennies.
In the morning I go walking, it helps the hurting
soften,
I’ve seen a lot of places, ’cos I miss her very
often.
But I could never work there, what a shame that
I’m not clever,
It’s 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 don’t 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 don’t fill with wonder when you
speak,
And I loathe the stilted way you make me speak.
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