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Lazy |
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Here they come with their make-up on |
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as lovely as the clouds, come and see them, |
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Boys and girls and their mums and their words |
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and their romances and jobs and their sons, |
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Barking mad kids, lonely dads |
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who drug it up to give it some meaning, |
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From the raves to the council estates |
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they're reminding us there's things to be done. |
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But you and me, all we want to be is lazy, |
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you and me, so lazy... |
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Here they come gone 7am |
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getting satellite and Sky getting cable, |
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Bills and Bens and their mums and their friends |
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who just really, really want to be loved, |
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Uncle Teds and their legendary vests |
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helping out around the disabled, |
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From the flats and the maisonettes |
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they're reminding us there's things to be done. |
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But you and me, all we want to be is lazy, |
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you and me, so lazy... |
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It's you and me, it's you and me, you and me... |
