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album: Wasp Star (Apple Venus, vol. 2)
year: 2000
written by: Andy Partridge
length: 4 minutes 25 seconds

Playground

I climb up, spending daylight,
Slide down drunken on the other side.
Some sweet girl, playing my wife,
Runs off with a boy whose bike she'll ride.

Playground
    (it's a playground)
Marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground.
    (it's a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square world.

Bells will ring, door flings open.
Hare and greyhound in the old kiss chase.
You've been caught, game has ended.
Smack on kisser from her slap on face.

Playground
    (it's a playground)
We're marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground
    (it's a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square world.

Watch the leaves all tear away,
    (one by one)
Leaving you but lined like an exercise book.
What did your report once say -
    (know the one)
This boy must try harder to please
From down on his knees.

Playground, playground, playground, playground, playground, playground, playground, playground

Brain gets bent, heart gets broken.
You can't jump off once the page is turned.
School is out but never over.
That's the only lesson you can learn.

Playground
    (it's a playground)
We're marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground
    (it's a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square.

Playground
    (it's a playground)
Go for the high jump,
If you let 'em push you in the Playground
    (it's a playground)
There's no escaping, escaping from their big square world.

You may leave school, but it never leaves you.


Last Updated: Wednesday, 07-Mar-2007 20:02:21 CST 

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