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Lindsay Cooper - Exchange lyrics
A petal for a paragraph Is as near as I can guess I am picking out the nettles For a stringing retribution To telex up to heaven As I know his line is foulty And otherwise engaged He always calls long distance When communing with his sons On the latest state of play So I called the operator She said I must be mad She had cut the lines to heaven Two thousand years ago She said: Their coin box was full of stolen gold And then they started mailing This really neat edition Of the yellow page directory Full of gift-edged thoughts In gold leaf prose She said: They burn quite brightly And keep her switchboard hot I thought I’d keep the nettles And make a little wine And she said she’d call around When she’d finished disconnecting A multi-national’s line With a petal and a paragraph For a nice drink of wine |
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