Suburban Opera - Early Demo

She awakes to face the day
Her mind in shades of grey
A cup of tea, a cigarette
She takes a shower, her hair is wet
Opens the bills, nobody writes to her anymore
She cleans the floor, what is life for?
Switching on the radio
Hoping to hear something she knows

She needs a soundtrack to her day
Before she throws it all away

Turns the dial a little far
To some place she doesn't usually go
And there on Housewives' Choice
Don't know the name, she knows the voice
And suddenly she feels alive again
A brief touch of sunlight through the rain of the mundane

Dream, dream away
Lose yourself in my cabaret
I sing of love in the simplest of ways
Here am I filling up your suburban life with heaven, with paradise
Words so direct and sincere
Bringing a smile or a tear, it would be nice
They don't sing them like that anymore
They don't sing them like that anymore, no

When it rains on the estate
Her mind is dull as grey as slate
Do the washing, phone a friend
Shut her eyes, try to pretend
She doesn't feel so moody
Maybe Richard and Judy
Will lift her spirit in their TV world

The kids and their crayons
The draylons and rayons
Synthetics are getting her down
Needs a trip into town

Put the radio on that station once more
Capital Gold and the voice she adores

And suddenly she feels special and alive
The doorbell rings its welcoming tune
The people from Hello! have arrived

Dream, dream away
Lose yourself in my cabaret
I sing of love in the simplest of ways
Here am I filling up your suburban life with heaven, with paradise
Oh, the words so direct and sincere
Bringing a smile or a tear, it would be nice
They don't sing them like that anymore
They don't sing them like that anymore, no, no

Dream, dream away
Dream, dream away

A voice can be a jewel
A voice can be a jewel in the modern world
A touch of nostalgia in the modern world

(Come on and close your eyes)