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Love Me
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Im an anarchist. Im the anti-christ. Well, sort of. Not really. Its not big.

Its not clever. Im quite a reasonable fella. Your friendly uncle, good with

kinds, good ol’ paternalist pop. Good cop, Bad cop, Good cop, Bad cop, Good

cop, Good cop. I was a wannabe and wannabe’s dont know what they want to be. I

neednt of worried cos the man upstairs was looking out for me. God gave me the

finger with his free hand, now Im his left hand man. Hey punk! Dont call me

mac, my name is John Trabant!

(Chorus)

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Take Me, Take Me

Seriously

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me



They call me the great pretender. John Noakes was my mentor. Im a walking

talking ideas man, heres one I prepared earlier. Stretch Armstrong and his

rubber band. Edwin Meese and the sex police. Please Mr Postman, post-post

modern, deliver us from Elvis. Be-bop-a-lula baby baby, does good culture yes!

Now I found what Im looking for, I find myself in another fine mess. Someone

muddied my waters. I lost my way but now I see. I O.d’d no ironey. I’ll

rediscover God for the next L.P.



(Chorus)

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Take Me, Take Me

Seriously

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me



Bend me shake me any way you want me, whatever you want, Ill be your hearts

desire. Black and cuddley, you want love me. Pop me cork, watch me pop like

bubbly. Hot or not, youve got to use what youve got. Where’s the weak spot, let

me take a shot. What a turn on. Does it feel lovely? Love me love me love me

love me . . .

“Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny, how you came up. Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny, heavens above!”

Johhny Johnny what for art thou, how goes Victor Jara. I got a stadium sized

pro rata headache. Pretentious moi. The ghost of Eamonn Andrews smiling

watching over me. I love it. Lets shoot it. Johnny Trib in a movie. I paid my

dues, I sung the blues and Ive done pain personal hell. Pass me the phone I got

calls to make, this will sell and sell. Im as Bob Roberts to you Phil Ochs,

talking political. So love, love me, love me Im a liberal!

(Chorus)

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Love Me, Love Me

Take Me, Take Me

Seriously

Love Me, Love Me

Freeze Frame Love Me.










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