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[ti:Throw] |
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[ar:Scritti Politti] |
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[al:White Bread Black Beer] |
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Throw - Scritti Politti |
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I can't find a stand to take to or from the road to ruin |
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Sure I've got the sense to make a record of my own undoing |
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I should like to mention a friend or some relation |
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I can throw you farther then you can trust me son |
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I go back from time to time to indeces and empty schools |
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All now are dull sublime all were then my golden rules |
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But you know I'm lying I'm just sick and tired of trying |
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You could throw a party and maybe I'll be there |
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Get me out of here |
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Let me show you my arms |
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I prefer the water's edge seven locks and three cliffs bay |
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No allegiance left to pledge more than that I could say |
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I was never better life before the letter |
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They can throw me comfort crumbs but they can't bake the cake |
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Get me out of here |
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Let me show you my arms |
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Get me out of here |
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Let me show you my arms |
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Get me out of here |
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Let me show you my arms |
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