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The Offer
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Pop
The Offer was released on October 30, 2000 by rooArt as a part of the album Sunset Studies
album cover
Release DateOctober 30, 2000
LabelrooArt
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM136

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Augie March
Augie March
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glenn Richards
Glenn Richards
Lyrics, Composer

Lyrics

This is a song
Not like the other ones
Secret, insufficient, somewhat hollow
In the middle of this song
There seemed to grow another
The determinate thing can only try
To populate a people's song
First you must do something wrong
If you've never been infirm you can never be strong
Prune your rosebushes, Glenn
Or you'll never see your home again
Country and city
Kingdom of the well, of the unwell
You can dwell in them both like a ghost
When old King George said to my long dead kin
Ten summers and winters should not have run through you in
He cut out his heart and he buried the sin there in England
Prune your rosebushes, Glenn
Or they'll soon grow up again
There may still be a next year, who knows
If you're lonely take a drink
There are better things to think
Think on ancient city sunsets and girls in spring
You needed a song, I needed one too
So keep listening, it's my offer to you
Take it with good grace and humor too
You needed a song, I needed one too
So keep listening, it's my offer to you
Take it with good grace and humor too
First came the golden age
There was no need of proof
When lions ate flowers and your house didn't need a roof
Then came the silver days
When a boy saw himself for the first time
In the reflection of a blade and then he sold the weight
Populate a people's song
First you must do something wrong
If you've never heard the music you'll never
Populate a people's song
First you must do something wrong
If you've never heard the music you never will
You never will
Prune your rosebushes, Glenn
So they'll soon grow up again
There may still be a next year, who knows
If you're lonely take a drink
There are better things to think
Think on ancient city sunsets and girls in spring
They're solid tears that you mend
They will open up again
What you're supposed to call your friends
You see them there, there, there, there
Your eyes were like the day I met you when I was born
Your eyes were like the day I met you
Written by: Glenn Richards
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