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You make me feel like a hat stand |
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All tall, grim and brown |
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You make me feel like a clothes horse |
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Old and left out in the rain |
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You sure say you can |
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Also shared you with the others |
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I couldn't stand it |
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You make me feel like a deserted house |
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Dark and empty in the dusk |
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You made me feel like a charred foot |
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In a burnt out factory |
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You insist that I split |
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Cast me into the pit with the others |
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So many of them down there |
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Now it's so dark dark dark |
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Not a tiny spot of hope for me |
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Now I want you so much |
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I need a crutch by the time you set me free |
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Now it's so dark dark dark |
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Not a tiny spot of hope for me |
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Now I want you so much |
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I need a crutch by the time you set me free |
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You make me feel like a broken yellow yo-yo |
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Thrown away on a dump |
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You make me feel like a flower |
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Makin' way for a petrol pump |
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You ruined my days |
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With your poisoned ways |
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Like you did the others |
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So many others |
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Wonderin' down here |
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Hello man, how are things? |
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Dark isn't it? |
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What a woman? |
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Wonder when she'll let us out? |
