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Reference to: 
Party Piece
A poem by Brian Patten
1967 from 'Little Johnny's Confessions'
Published by Hill and Wang
Is this the source of the title of the album 'Pornography'?

Party Piece

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As ever, a small element only of this song is inspired by one of the 'Mersey Sound' poets, Brian Patten.

 

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He said:

'Let's stay here

Now this place has emptied

And make gentle pornography with one another,

While the partygoers go out

And the dawn creeps in,

Like a stranger.

 

Let us not hesitate

Over what we know

Or over how cold this place has become,

But let's unclip our minds

And let tumble free

The mad, mangled crocodile of love.'

 

So they did,

There among the woodbines and guinness stains,

And later he caught a bus and she a train

And all there was between them then

was rain. 

 

 

  

Disintegration. the song

 

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Oh, I miss the kiss of treachery

The shameless kiss of vanity

The soft and the black and the velvety

Up tight against the side of me

And mouth and eyes and heart all bleed

And run in thickening streams of greed

As bit by bit it starts the need

To just let go my party piece

 

 

I miss the kiss of treachery

The aching kiss before I feed

The stench of a love for a younger meat

And the sound that it makes when it cuts in deep

The holding up on bended knees

The addiction of duplicities

 

As bit by bit it starts the need

To just let go my party piece

But I never said I would stay to the end

So I leave you with babies and hoping for frequency

Screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy

Screaming me over and over and over

I leave you with photographs, pictures of trickery

Stains on the carpet and stains on the scenery

Songs about happiness murmured in dreams

When we both of us knew how the ending would be

 

 

So it's all come back round to breaking apart again

Breaking apart like I'm made up of glass again

Making it up behind my back again

Holding my breath for the fear of sleep again

Holding it up behind my head again

Cut in deep to the heart of the bone again

Round and round and round and it's coming apart again

 

Over and over and over

And now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces

I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone

I'm crying for sympathy, crocodiles cry

For the love of the crowd

And the three cheers from everyone

Dropping through sky

Through the glass of the roof

Through the roof of your mouth

Through the mouth of your eye

Through the eye of the needle

It's easier for me to get closer to Heaven

Than ever feel whole again

 

But I never said I would stay to the end

I knew I would leave you and fame isn't everything

Screaming like this in the hope of sincerity

Screaming it's over and over and over

I leave you with photographs, pictures of trickery

Stains on the carpet and stains on the memory

Songs about happiness murmured in dreams

When we both of us knew how the end always is

 

How the end always is

How the end always is

How the end always is

How the end always is

How the end always is

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