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The tables covered in beer |
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Showbizwhines, minute detail |
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Its a hand on the shoulder in Leicester Square |
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Its vaudeville pub back room dusty pictures of |
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White frocked girls and music teachers |
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The beds too clean |
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The waters poison for the system |
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Then you know in your brain |
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LEAVE THE CAPITOL! |
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EXIT THIS ROMAN SHELL! |
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Then you know you must leave the capitol |
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Straight home (x3) |
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One room, one room |
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Then you know in your brain |
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You know in your brain |
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LEAVE THE CAPITOL! |
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EXIT THIS ROMAN SHELL! |
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Then you know you must leave the capitol |
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Straight home (x3) |
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Then you know in your brain |
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You know in your brain |
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Leave The Capitol! |
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Then you know you must leave the capitol |
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It will not drag me down |
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I will leave this ten times town |
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I will leave this fucking dump |
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One room, one room |
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Hotel maids smile in unison |
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Then you know in your brain |
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You know in your brain |
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LEAVE THE CAPITOL |
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EXIT THIS ROMAN SHELL |
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Then you know you must leave the capitol |
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I laughed at the great God Pan |
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I didnae, I didnae |
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I laughed at the great god Pan |
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I didnae, I didnae, I didnae, I didnae |
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LEAVE THE CAPTIOL |
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EXIT THE ROMAN SHELL |
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Then you know you must leave the capitol |
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Pan resides in welsh green masquerades |
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On welsh cat caravans |
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But the monty |
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Hides in curtains |
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Grey blackish cream |
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All the paintings you recall |
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All the side stepped cars |
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All the brutish laughs |
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From the flat and the wild dog downstairs |
