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This ballad marks a change in musical and lyrical style on the album - the ripples run deep and wide when the rock in your life is no longer there for you, and for the first time in your life you have to live by your own decisions…
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Slips out while they sleep,
To mask the shame she paints her face,
Oh the pain of having to live this way.
Trying to do the right thing for the kids,
Never need to know, a mother turning tricks.
Her magic hands can’t shake off her sorrow,
Trying to do the right thing; the right thing for the kids.
Never used to be this way,
If he was here he’d stop her,
Turning in his grave, she knows,
Selling her love, to love the kids,
She’ll do anything to keep them all together.
They wake up, full of beans,
Wake her from her line fuelled dream,
Back to the nightmare, only she knows.
Get ‘em up and out for the day,
So mummy can go work, work the streets, pay for tea.
Her magic hands can’t shake off her sorrow,
Trying to do the right thing,
The right thing for the kids.
Never used to be this way,
If he was here he’d stop her,
Turning in his grave, she knows.
Selling her love, to love the kids,
She’ll do anything to keep them all together.
You cannot buy her love and affection,
Rents it out by the minute, fill her up, then she’s gone.
Trying to do the right thing; the right thing for the kids.
It’s become the only way she knows,
How to cope any more; not coping inside…
Never used to be this way,
If he was here he’d stop her,
Turning in his grave, she knows.
Selling her love, to love the kids,
She’ll do anything to keep them all together.
If only he was here, How life was meant to be,
A Grand dad, a loving mum…
…for the kids
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