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Well outside on the street at 5am you know the world has a different face, |
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And at dawn in the park as the sunbeams break, the drunks sing amazing grace |
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While the ladies of the night take flight as a big bright light comes crashing down, |
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You and I put the world to rights, in this forgotten little part of town. |
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Well I heard that they say that the traffic wardens dances dick van |
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Dyke does |
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Throwing shapes around parking meters, to adored rapturous applause, |
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Singing 5 part harmonies and jumping over cars while others dare to sleep, |
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With this city is my playground, yeah my circus is my street. |
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Singing now, woah the future's not what it used to be |
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So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light |
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Woah the future's not what it used to be |
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So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light. |
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When they came to collect the names of the lads who want to sign up for the army |
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They said they wanna grow up to be a |
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G, gave up on trying be like dad the sparky |
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Why run around 360, like a dog chasing his tail |
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Or the schoolgirls dressed like hookers, the hookers dressed like schoolgirls |
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Singing now, woah the future's not what it used to be |
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So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light |
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Woah the future's not what it used to be |
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So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light. |
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Killing and drilling, well it's all they understand, |
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In the Middle |
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East and Afghanistan, |
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They fight over turf, they fight over land, |
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If you give them a ting-a-ling, |
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While their trigger finger lingers, |
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With the second gun slingers, |
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They fight over that, |
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There's no unity, just to you and and me |
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Trying to keep our head above the lunacy, |
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It's just the way we're living, |
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And we will never give in, |
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To this -ism schism prison |
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That all men and women live in. |
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They war over guns, they war over god, |
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War over land and they war over drugs, |
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They war, they war, they war over love, |
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War over which god watches from above, |
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They war over oil, they war over race, |
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Some of them are warring just to save face, |
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They war, they war, they war over debt, |
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If it's a war they want, it's a war they'll get. |
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Singing now, woah the future's not what it used to be |
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So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light |
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Woah the future's not what it used to be |
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So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light. |
