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Richard Thompson( Richard & Linda Thompson )
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Pearly Jim
Lyricist:Richard Thompson
My screenplay's on the block My Tuscan villa's in hock To Mr. Pearly Jim My wife and kids have scrammed They say my phone is jammed By Mr. Pearly Jim
He dresses up in rags He's mister money bags They call him Pearly Jim He'll show you Paradise At least some place quite nice He's Mr. Pearly Jim
Why did you wait so long? Can you help him to sing his song? Alms for the poor, alms for the poor We need ketchup on our bangers and mash This self-denial brings us out in a rash
I'm rolling dice for gin I'm getting sliced too thin By Mr. Pearly Jim Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I mortgaged my des res He needs a boost, he says He's Mr. Pearly Jim
He's got a compound down The balmy side of town The guards will give you shits He's got a pearly suit For every new recruit You'll feel so thrilled to bits
When he grits that pearly smile Will you go that extra mile? Alms for the poor, alms for the poor Chairman Mao's got a whole lot of thoughts R.D. Laing's got me tied up in knots
Does your conscience ever scream Between the chaos and the dream? Alms for the poor, alms for the poor To save time just pay us here on the street The whole universe will be our receipt
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