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Sarah understands there's something more, she just doesn't know what it is
punk rock folk groove celtic accordion fiddle fretless political english jigs leftwing tut tricks upon travellers knocker boys
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An eclectic collection of songs taking in most styles of music from acoustic folk to jazz, heavy rock and orchestral ballads.
TUT started in the early 1990s playing a punk folk hybrid. A politically aware band we wrote all our own material and had a good deal of critical (if not financial!) success with our first 3 CDs - "Cillataped", "The Last Fish Supper" and "Where the Skeletons Dance" - with an appearance at Glastonbury the high spot. One thing which was a constant was the need to entertain. No-one wants to be slapped round the face with a wet fish polemic so we made sure we always communicated with the audience (mind you at some gigs we could have gone round and had individual conversations although I was always disappointed the one man never brought his dog). The band lost Grahame Hobbs (singer) and Mark Knight (fiddle) in 2001 and with me the only original band member left the last CD "From another Plaice" was a real departure from the previous "in yer face" style - Much more acoustic and darker both musically and lyrically. TUT2 folded in 2003 and since then I've been writing and recording with various people and in our "virtual" band The Phobias with Richard Marris. Mostly cheerful stuff like murder and corruption. I've also been working once again with TUT's old singer Graeme Hobbs on a series of contemporary rock operas and contributing songs to a campaign to keep a London housing estate from being bulldozed by the council and replaced by luxury flats
Song Info
Genre
Jazz Smooth Jazz
Charts
#4,550 today Peak #73
#1,171 in subgenre Peak #24
Author
Langford/Young
Rights
Langford/Young
Uploaded
May 22, 2007
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:40
Lyrics
Shopgirl Sarah selling shoes in a supermarket shopping store Sarah doesn't listen to the news she thinks it's not for her Sarah goes out Friday night, she likes a drink she likes a laugh So Saturday sees Sarah wake with a face she doesn't know And then in the morning light Another troubled night The only place she goes is nowhere She's asking “Who am I?” And soon she'll start to cry This pain is just too hard to bear Sarah's friends are none too bright, it's fun throwing up Friday night Sometimes she says she's seen the light But most the time she's wrong Sarah wants the perfect man although she doesn't have a plan 'cept standing still with drink in hand and hope he comes along She's asking am I really here Why is this nightmare still so near Will my redemption be delayed until I recognise the face Looking at me from that mirror So Sarah where do you go from here to finally be free of fear? forget the wine forget the beer there's more to life than that I'm struggling for words to say to help to brighten up your day You know there is another way You've just got to think
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