Always liked The Beautiful South. A lot. They combined chirpy, happy tunes with dark & poignant lyrics. During National Refugee Week, this seemed to fit...
"Don't know what I'm doing here
I'll carry on regardless
Got enough money for one more beer
I'll carry on regardless...
Got one note to last all week
I'll carry on regardless
The hill to happiness is far too steep
I'll carry on regardless...
I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
Not in the star signs
Or the palm that she reads
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss
Not in the next life
I want it in this
I want it in this."
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