Third track from our debut album 'Positively Miserable'. Recorded at Moorcroft Studios, engineered by Tom Fox, produced by Tom Fox and Shane Pain.

Written by Shane Pain
Vocals, Guitar, Bass by Shane Pain
Drums by Ant Turner.

The song is about the immoral media attention brought about Jade Goody's demise, and the british publics plastic sentiment to her. Of course we all know what we thought of her before she suddenly was diagnosed with a disease that millions of people die from.... and dont happen to make hundreds of thousands of pounds from.

Lyrics

I see you dying though those tabloid eyes,
And I just dont care for you,
I think your uncle fester, fucked up face,
Is long since overdue

But Jade Goody I love you,
Jade Goody I love you so,
Jade Goody I love you,
And I know your the only one,
Jade Goody we love you,
Jade Goody we love you so,
Jade Goody we love you,
And we know your the only one,
You poor sweet thing...

I see you dying, just like my grandad did,
But without no dignity,
You got your three hundred fucking thousand pounds,
For being  a loud mouth racist pig

But Jade Goody I love you,
Jade Goody I love you so,
Jade Goody I love you,
And I know your the only one,
Jade Goody we love you,
Jade Goody we love you so,
Jade Goody we love you,
And we know your the only one

ShanePain