Lyrics Real Hope - Paul Heaton, Jacqui Abbott

Real Hope

She wanted her face to be famous
So she dragged it off down to the smoke
Where she went on a show, where they turned dreams to gold
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 bloody 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 one block away
From the rear-end of 'Top of the Pops'
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
A fool with the wings of a fly
A fool with the wings of a fly
You can sing, you can sing, you can sing
You can sing, you can sing, you can sing…