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Cross the border, |
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Into the big bad world |
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Where it takes you about an hour |
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Just to cross the road |
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Just to stumble across another poor old soul from |
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The dreary old lanes to the high-street madness |
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I fight with my brain to believe my eyes |
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And it's harder than you think |
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To delay this sadness |
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That creeps up my spine |
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And haunts me through the night |
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Life is good and the girls are gorgeous |
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Suddenly the air smells much greener now |
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And I'm wandering around |
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With a half pack of cigarettes |
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Searching for the change that I've lost somehow |
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These streets have too many names for me |
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I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Orchy |
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I'll get used to this eventually |
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I know, I know |
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Where'd the days go? When all we did was play |
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And the stress that we were under wasn't stress at all |
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Just a run and a jump into a harmless fall from |
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Walking by a high-rise to a landmark square |
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You see millions of people with millions of cares |
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And I struggle to the train to make my way home |
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I look at the people as they sit there alone |
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Life is good, and the sun is shining |
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Everybody floods to their ideal place |
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And the children all smile as the boats shuffle by them |
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Trying to pretend that they've got some space |
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These streets have too many names for me |
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I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Orchy |
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I'll get used to this eventually |
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I know, I know |
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These streets have too many names for me |
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I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Orchy |
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I'll get used to this eventually |
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I know, I know |
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Life is good, and the girls are gorgeous |
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Suddenly the air smells much greener now |
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And I'm wandering around |
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With a half pack of cigarettes |
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Searching for the change that I've lost somehow |
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These streets have too many names for me |
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I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Orchy |
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I'll get used to this eventually |
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I know, I know |
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These streets have too many names for me |
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I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Orchy |
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I'll get used to this eventually |
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I know, I know |
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I... know |
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I know |