Did these lyrics ever turn up? I looked through 3 pages of vitriol and didn’t see anything. Or is everyone going on hearsay and conjecture Dark Ages style??
I found the elusive lyrics and they sound vaguely familiar, Billy Bragg?
I need a little taaiime to think it over,
to twist your words, in my red pullover
I need a little publicity off your name
I need a little $$
Funny how quick the milk turns sour, isn't it, isn't it,
They called you racist so I'm joinin' in, dishin' it pissin' it,
I write about you, feign disgust,
They write about me, I've got is sussed.
Trust into unjust.
I need a little space to work the room
I need to work the media route
I need a little room to hid my face
I need a little
Paul, you need a little room for you two faces
don't you, don't you
You need a little space for trading horses
won't you,on't you
Lips that promise, fear the worst
Tongue so sharp, your bubble burst,
Just into unjust
I've had a little time to twist the truth
Morrissey's bad and Johnny's cool