anne clark – armchair theatre lyrics
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this house is full of loneliness
of sad weary silence
i switch on the television
for some company
two actors
a man and a woman
give exaggerated little moans
as they simulate
a so called stimulating f-ck
for my entertainment
beneath the endless groans
it’s not real
it’s pretend
just like we pretended that last time
to make love
night is the most difficult part of all
i don’t need this
i don’t need this
i don’t need this
this vile, crude reminder
of how we play out our roles
without any script at all.
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