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Anyone can have an opinion |
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Anyone can join in and jump |
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Anyone can pay or just stay away |
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Anyone can crash and thump |
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But did you read the stuff that Julie said? |
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Little Jimmy with his hair dyed red? |
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They don't give a shit Keith Moon is dead |
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Is that exactly what I thought I read? |
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Typewriter tappers |
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You're all just crappers |
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You listen to love with your intellect |
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A4 pushers |
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You're all just cushions |
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Morality ain't measured in a room |
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He wrecked |
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Anyone can by some leather |
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Ain't no better than wearing sheep |
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Anyone can sell lucky heather |
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You can see that words are cheap |
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But did you read the stuff that Julie said? |
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Or little Jimmy with his hair dyed red? |
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They have a standard of perfection there |
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That you and me can never ever share |
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Typewriter bangers on |
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You're all just hangers on |
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Everyone's human 'cept Jools and Jim |
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Late copy churners |
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Rock and roll learners |
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Your heart's are melting in pools |
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Of gin |
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But I know for sure that if we met up eye to eye |
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A little wine would bring us closer, you and I |
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'Cause you're right, hypocrisy will be the death of me |
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And there's an I before E when your spelling ecstasy |
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And you, you two |
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Did you hear the stuff that Krishna said? |
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Or know for you that Jesus' blood was shed? |
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Is it in your heart or in your head? |
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Or does the truth lie in the centre spread? |
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Anyone can have an opinion |
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Anyone can join in and jump |
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Anyone can pay or just stay away |
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Anyone can crash and thump |
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Oklahoma |
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Oklahoma |
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Oklahoma, O.K. |
