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Punchbag
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Punchbag was released on August 1, 1978 by UMC (Universal Music Catalogue) as a part of the album L
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AlbumL
Release DateAugust 1, 1978
LabelUMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Godley & Creme
Godley & Creme
Performer
Kevin Godley
Kevin Godley
Drums, Vocals, Clavichord
Lol Creme
Lol Creme
Guitar, Vocals, Piano, Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Godley
Kevin Godley
Composer, Songwriter
Lol Creme
Lol Creme
Composer, Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Godley
Kevin Godley
Producer
Lol Creme
Lol Creme
Producer

Lyrics

If I brought a note to school that said my days were numbered
They'd leave me numb and bleeding or strangle me with junk fleas
In my world the birds don't sing, the bells don't ring
The bells don't ring the bicycle bells, the bicycle bells
Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, help me
I wish that I could blend into the background
I've no excuses for my lack of guts (lack of guts)
What is it about me that draws attention?
Fourth form atrocities
Punch bag
Dead Socrates
Gotta hit back
Down on your knees
When you come a-calling for me
I've never been a natural at physical things
I've never been good at cross-country running
Since the first football hit me in the ear like a frozen cannonball
And the knees buckled and stayed bent
And the laughs came and the nerve went
And "dirty Jew" was written on the blackboard
Fourth form atrocities
Punch bag
Dead Socrates
Gotta hit back
Down on your knees
When you come a-calling for me
Running through the corridors
Far too many obstacles
Burning, bursting, bursting
Bursting for the crap I know they'll never let me have
Fourth form punch bag
Fourth form punch bag
Oh God, I wish that I was thicker than I am and thinner than I am
Oh God, I wish that I had normal ears and clearer skin
I'm praying for the day when handsome's out and ugly's in
Fourth form punch bag
Fourth form punch bag
To Jesus I pray for strength to survive
Your Christian soldiers smell of
I torture myself in private to prepare me for the pain
I talk to myself in public, on the buses and the train
My father just ignores it 'cause it goes against the grain
Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, help me
Fourth form punch bag
Fourth form punch bag
Roaming 'round the corridors
Like Goddy Armaciguito
Fourth form punch bag
Fourth form punch bag
Can I please get up now?
No
When?
Written by: Kevin Godley, Lol Creme
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