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Life in New Zealand is pleasant enough |
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When we turn 22 it's not violent enough |
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We want fast pace & fast trains & |
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Much bigger clubs |
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We want money & kudos & |
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Much stronger drugs |
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We skimp we save we go overseas |
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We pimp we slave so we get what we need |
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When we get there we try very hard to believe |
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That it's better |
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When we go overseas to a much bigger place |
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We still doing the same things |
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But not with much space |
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On the subways and airplanes |
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There's no friendly faces |
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We're working so hard |
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That the history is wasted |
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We skimp we save we go overseas |
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We leave those behind who give us what we need |
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In two years we return with a sigh of relief |
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But we say it was better |
