YORKSHIRE PENNY.

 

NOW PENNY WERE A YORKSHIRE LASS AND TIRED OF BEING WRONG

SHE TRIED TO JOIN THE FIREBRIGADE BUT SHE WASN'T VERY LONG

HER ARMS WERE THIN BUT THEY SOON GREW STRONG

AND AS SHE WORKED SHE SANG THIS SONG:

 

KNIT ONE PEARL ONE TRIM A LITTLE BIT

CAST OFF TURN ON LEARNING HOW TO FIT

THE THOUGHT TO THE ACTION TO MAKE A SEWING KIT

SHE FIGURED OUT THE PATTERN BUT THE PIECES WOULDN'T FIT

CLICK THE NEEDLES CLACK THE SHEARS

COUNT THE STITCHES PASS THE YEARS.

 

HER PARENT'S HOME HER MOTHER'S PRIDE

IT CREASED HER UP IT GROUND INSIDE

SHE MESSED IT UP SHE PLAYED AROUND

SHE PACKED HER BAGS AND SHE HIT THE TOWN

SHE WEARS MINI SKIRTS SHE GOES OUT WITH BOYS

SHE SMOKES CIGARETTES KEEPS BREAKING ALL THEIR TOYS

 

MUM KNITS HER:

ROSE PINK SEA GREEN ULTRAMARINE

AND PENNY FEELS BLUE CAN'T THINK SEES RED STARTS TO SCREAM...

 

I'M DROWNING IN THE SEA OF GALILEE

WEAR BLACK WHEN YOUR'E LOOKING AT ME

YOU'LL SEE THATS ITS AS PLAIN AS A.B.C.-

WEAR BLACK.

 

WHICH IS MY LIFE?

WHICH IS MY DREAM?

THESE ARE YOUR HOPES

THEY'RE MY ONLY FEARS.

 

 

HER DAD SAID:

"NOW LOOK LOVE, YOUV'E GOT TO GET A JOB,

WHY DON'T YOU BE A SECRETARY-

EARN AN EASY BOB?

IT'S MAN'S WORK IN THE FIRE BRIGADE

IT'S NOT ALL GLAM Y'KNOW."

"I KNOW, DAD" SHE SAID,

"I KNOW,DAD, I KNOW"

 

 

KNIT ONE PEARL ONE TRIM A LITTLE BIT

CAST OFF TURN ON LEARNING HOW TO FIT

THE THOUGHT TO THE ACTION TO MAKE A SEWING KIT

SHE FIGURED OUT THE PATTERN BUT THE PIECES WOULDN'T FIT

CLICK THE NEEDLES CLACK THE SHEARS

COUNT THE STITCHES PASS THE YEARS...

 

MUM STILL KNITS HER:

SKY BLUE ROSE PINK SEA GREEN ULTRAMARINE

AND PENNY FEELS BLUE CAN'T THINK SEES RED STARTS TO SCREAM...

 

I'M SWIMMING IN THE SEA OF GALILEE

WEAR BLACK WHEN YOUR'E LOOKING AT ME

YOU'LL SEE THATS ITS AS PLAIN AS 1.2.3.-

WEAR BLACK.

 

WHICH IS MY LIFE?

WHICH IS MY DREAM?

THESE ARE YOUR HOPES

THEY'RE MY ONLY FEARS.

 

SICK OF BEING BULLIED

SHE BORE TOO MANY SCARS

and WHEN SHE CRUISED THE BASES

IT WASN'T FOR THE BARS

 

NOW THE LAST TIME I SAW PENNY

SHE WAS SMILING DOWN AT ME

HER FEET ASTRIDE THE WIRE

A FLAG OF VICTORY

SHE WORE STREET CLOTHES

BLACK ON BLACK

BLUE BLACK

BRUISED BLACK

BACK PACK

PLASTIC MAC

MIRROR FOILS TO SEND YOU BACK

MATT BLACK LIP-GLOSS

AND,

AS ACCESORIES

A PAIR OF BLACK BOLT CUTTERS

THAT GLISTENED

IN THE NIGHT

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