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[ti:Busman's Holiday] |
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[ar:Allah-Las] |
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[al:Allah-Las] |
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Spent two years of my life in a foreign land |
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Came home to my own wife had a different man |
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Saw fifteen sons and fathers lying on the ground |
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Just one click of my thumb everybody's down |
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Oh it seems that this had become a dream |
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Life ain't just what it seems |
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Still run by ancient schemes |
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And oh it shows |
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On the faces of those that know |
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Blood flows where the money's stowed |
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Try to getcha hands on gold |
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But hey what anybody tryin'a say |
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Spent two years of my life in a foreign land |
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Came home to find my mind still stuck in the sand |
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There are things I never thought that I could do |
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I had to tell myself Did 'em all for you |
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Oh it seems that this had become a dream |
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Life ain't just what it seems |
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Still run by ancient schemes |
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And oh it shows |
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On the faces of those who know |
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Blood flows where the money's stowed |
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Gotta get your hands on gold |
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But hey when anybody gonna say |