Beautiful South - Mirror Lyrics
(heaton/rotheray)They could be fat or could be thinThey could be black, they could be whiteTell me whos knocking at the knocking shop door tonightNot much a girl can do but open or closeThose things are above doorsNot much legs can do but open or closeThose things are above us whoresSo imagine a mirrorBigger than the room it was placed inImagine my wish for a future that cannot hold my wishImagine the want to hold a rod that cannot hold the fishImagine a rod that cannot hold the fishThey could be lonely or could be bustThey could be tack, they could be realThey do have feelings, but just right now I feelA feminine receptacle, thats just what I amThose things are above us whoresJust the best target practice, for a misguided manThose things are above us whoresSo imagine a mirrorBigger than the room it was placed inImagine my wish for a future that cannot hold my wishImagine the want to hold a rod that cannot hold the fishImagine a rod that cannot hold the fish
