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From the streets of |
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Aberdeen to the |
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Brighton scene |
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There's something going wrong |
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From the woolacomb shore to the tots dance floor |
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They all shout "what's going on?" |
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You promised us a country fit for a queen |
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But the queen doesn't have to pay |
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You promised us a future bright and clean |
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For a vote on electionday |
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Is there no-one left to shout? |
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There's some people round here need sorting out ' |
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Coz for you there's just no hope |
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Get a rope, get a rope |
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Sitting warm and snug on your council seat |
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In comfy shoes and tweed |
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With your rules and regs wrapped nice and neat |
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Deciding what my kids can't read |
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We're sick and tired of your liberal views |
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What's politically correct? |
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Come judgement day, |
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I'll be trying the noose |
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And slipping it around your neck |
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Can't you hear me shout? |
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There are a lot of people like me about |
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But for you there's just no hope |
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Get a rope, get a rope |
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We want to make life one big joyride |
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But the roadblocks get in the way |
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We want to fly off the |
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Spanish seaside |
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But the plane's always delayed |
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We want to sing songs on radio 1 but the |
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BBC says "no!" |
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We want to do deals on a mobile phone and have something left to show |
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Is there no-one left to say? |
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There's some people round here need blowing away ' |
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Coz for you there's just no hope |
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Get a rope, get a rope |
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Get a rope, get a rope |
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Get a rope, get a rope |
