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It's Friday night I'm a skeleton |
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Shaking in the light of the Marathon |
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Sancho Panza wants to carry on |
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So he pulls me through the door |
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He wants a packet of this |
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A packet of that |
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A brand new tombstone heart attack |
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Now I'm not sure that I want that |
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But then he pull me to the floor: |
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Now you're here it's so good |
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I'm Einstein you're Robin Hood |
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Now you're here it's so good |
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It's clear so clear |
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This is my home lying in the street |
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This is my brain dripping on my feet |
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This is my home lying in the road |
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This is my brain you see explode |
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We move through the smooth black summer heat |
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Trying to talk when we can barely speak |
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And the mangled people in the street |
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Throw themselves in the air |
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The pale moonlight lit building sites |
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Round the tower block howling in the night |
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And 4/4 beats prowling round for fights |
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We wander without care |
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Now you're here it's so good |
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I'm Einstein you're Robin Hood |
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Now you're here it's so good |
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It's clear all clear |
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This is my home lying in the street |
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This is my brain drippin on my feet |
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This is my home lying in the road |
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This is my brain you see explode |
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Friday night; skeleton |
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Shaking in the light; Marathon |
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Sancho Panza carries on |
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So he pulls me to the door |
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A packet of this |
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A packet of that |
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A brand new tombstone heart attack |
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Now I'm not sure I want that |
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But then he pulls me to the floor: |
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Now you're here it's all good |
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I'm Einstein you're Robin Hood |
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Now you're here it's all good |
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It's clear so clear |
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This is my home lying in the street |
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This is my brain dripping on my feet |
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This is my home lying in the road |
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This is my brain you see explode.... |
