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oh it's twelve o'clock |
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on the old grey wall |
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yet another year |
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'75 is here |
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I hear all the people celebrating |
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it's another year |
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darkness, darkness |
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inside my head |
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I'm on my own again |
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that's what I think I said |
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this place is just a one-horse town |
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so let the rain fall down |
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year and year again |
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I'll be sitting here reflecting |
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how nothing's changed |
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but am I still the same |
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people blow up all around me |
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yet I remain |
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nothing's changed |
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another day begins |
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the same old same again |
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it's like some movie scene |
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I know it all frame by frame |
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I'll try to figure out what it means |
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some other day |
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now my diary |
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is looking back at me |
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it's another year |
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'76 is here |
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I'm watching all the people celebrating |
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another year |
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it's another year |
