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The cheque has bounced, again |
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The wolves are at, my door |
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And the injuries that I sustained |
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Have rid their ugly heads again |
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And I strain an ear |
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For your sweet words |
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They soften off my pain |
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And everything falls into place |
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Again |
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The smash of breaking glass |
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Soundtracks my day today |
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And paperwork is piling up |
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And in the castle flies amock |
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And everything falls into place |
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And in the end, and in the end, everything will turn out alright |
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And everything falls into place |
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And so bravery falls to the cowards |
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And mystery comes from the mundane |
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And nothing should fall by the wayside |
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And no one should live in a lay-by |
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And everything falls into place |
