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He gave me his time in half forgotten jews |
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Talk a scarecrow has a mind to jump the fence |
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If he's got any sense (my legs have gone to their maker) |
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If he's got any sense... |
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Ecstasy I've got a hunch, |
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I've got a hunch |
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This is a song about ecstasy |
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Sing it loud and sing it next to me |
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Sing it loud and sing it clear |
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Cause it is all we need to hear |
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Sing a song about ecstasy |
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A golden line we stand entwined |
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A thorough bred beneath the bed |
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A pidgeon strut in open field |
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Litter bins hide a place |
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A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace |
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About ecstasy next to me |
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A flowers scent |
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I'm heaven bent |
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I'm scarred for life |
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I'm scarred for life |
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In open fields, fields open in |
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I stumble in to stumble out |
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And this is what its all about |
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A roundabout, a roundabout |
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A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace |
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Sing a song about ecstasy |
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Sing it loud and sing it next to me |
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Goodbye A scarecrow has a sense to jump the fence |
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To jump the fence, to jump the fence |
