Real Hope - Paul Heaton and Jacqui Abbott

She wanted her face to be famous

She dragged it off down to the smoke

Where she went on a show where they turn dreams to gold

And give real people false hope

She needed the comfort she needed the cheer

Her children had all flown the nest

She desperately wanted to change her career

To the thing that she felt she did best

Giving real hope to false people

Telling the world it can sing

False hope to real folk

You can sing you can sing you can sing

He worked in a shop where they hated his guts

Lived in a house just the same

And all that he ever requested in life

Was no swear word prefix in his name

He wanted the glory he wanted the fame

In limelight he wanted to soak

So he saved up the money and boarded the train

To where they give plastic people real hope

Take heed if your dreams are a staring

Dreamboat can end up on the rocks

That road paved with gold is just one block away

From the rear end of Top Of The Pops

From the rear end of Top Of The Pops

If you want it don't tell us about it

And if you don't get it don't cry

Just do as they say and follow your dreams

fool is a weight of a fly

A fool is a weight of a fly