LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBitter Fingers
A[Verse]I'm going on the circuit, I'm doing all the clubsAnd I really need a song boys to stir those workers upAnd get their wives to sing it with me just like in the pubsWhen I worked the good old pubs in Stepney[Verse 2]Oh could you knock a line or two together for a friendSentimental tear inducing with a happy endAnd we need a tune to open our season at SouthendCa_________n you help us[Chorus]It's hard to write a song with bitter fingersSo much to prove, so few to tell you whyThose old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughingAt the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyesIt seems to me a change is really neededI'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-dasNo more long days hacking hunks of garbageBitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars[Instrumental]A[Verse 3]I like the warm blue flame, the hazy heat it bringsIt loosens up the muscles and forces you to singYou know it's just another hit and run from the tin pan alley twinsAnd there's a chance that one day, you might write a standard ladsSo churn them out quick and fast and we'll still pat your backs`Cause we need what we can get to launch another dozen actsOooo______hhh Are you working[Chorus 2 2x]It's hard to write a song with bitter fingersSo much to prove, so few to tell you why[Chorus 3]
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