Ian Dury & The Blockheads Follow
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This union is cage about a cage about a cage.
And this, and this town too.
I'll see you once in a while but I can't be seen with you.
This place is a narrative mess.
The floor a tangle of bedsheets and battered sundress.
The ink has dried in the well.
The journey once was consequential,
Now: sequential, sequential, sequential, sequential.
When will you silence your hounds?
The eldest sons to the altar of the Eternal Sound.
Their blood is spilled at the dawn.
A nation bound to your will, still, the violin plays on.
Plays its devotional song.
Once it was, once it was so essential,
Now: sequential, sequential, sequential, sequential.
This union is cage about a cage about a cage.
And this, and this town too.
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on Do It Yourself
- 1 Inbetweenies
- 3 Don't Ask Me
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- Track 3 on Do It Yourself Disc 2
- 2 Boogie Woogie
- 4 Inbetweenies
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