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we don't ask for a lot but we get even less |
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dirty child playing in a rubbish dump dress |
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rich in heart but poor in practice |
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always last in your perfect rat race |
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always last in your perfect rat race |
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please kind sir spare a tuppence for me |
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this isn't a cry for sympathy |
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homeland wasteland desecrated trashcans |
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disgust and hatred smile on your face |
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cos we're always last in your perfect rat race |
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sorry sights statutory rights |
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all go with the same old way of life |
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sticks and stones rags and bones |
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all the trouble and the strife |
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don't want to think about it |
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don't want to talk about it |
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no need to know about it |
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problem solved |
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don't want to think about it |
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don't want to talk about it |
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no need to know about it |
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problem solved |
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long lost outcast society |
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of people who ain't free to be free |
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tell stories of the things we've seen |
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disgust your children with obscenities |
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of the tales of all the places that we've been |
