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I'm sick of working for a living |
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I'm just ticking off the days till |
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I die Oh, |
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I miss you |
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Louise, yeah... |
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And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth |
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Oh periscope up |
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I've been looking for a ladder |
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I need to see the commander in chief |
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And remind him what was passed onto me |
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Your mum don't sleep! |
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And the friends you keep! |
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I didn't raise a thief! |
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I didn't raise a thief! |
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But the leaders of the free world |
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Are just little boys throwing stones |
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And it's easy to ignore |
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Till they're walking on the door of your home |
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My thinking isn't driven |
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But the music always gives me a lift |
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I'm so easy to please, yeah |
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But I think we dropped the baton like the 60's didn't happen, oh no! |
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Oh periscope up |
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Should be looking for a ladder |
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I need to see the commander in chief |
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And remind him what was passed onto |
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YOU AND me |
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Your mum don't sleep! |
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And the friends you keep! |
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I didn't raise a thief! |
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I didn't raise a thief! |
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But the leaders of the free world |
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Are just little boys throwing stones |
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And it's easy to ignore |
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Till they're knocking on the door of your homes |
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But the leaders of the free world |
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Are just little boys throwing stones |
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And it's easy to ignore |
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Till they're knocking on the door of your homes |
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Passing the gun from father to feckless son |
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We're climbing a landslide where only the good die young |
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Passing the gun from father to feckless son we're passing the gun from father to freckless son |
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X2 |
