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(Chorus) Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing, say nothing |
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Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing, say nothing |
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L A U G H |
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I N G laughing |
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L A U G H |
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I N G laughing |
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Just when you figured it out someone lets you down |
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Who'll make all the wrong decisions when the judge is up for trial? |
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No-one has the cure for all our daily hurts |
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Least of all this rock and roll, it's wannabee |
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Christs all dead and dying |
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Truth, get stomach and wings! |
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Mama Cass carrion crow! |
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Pecking at the tongue of a still-warm body |
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Shut your mouth or laugh out loud |
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Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing, say nothing |
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Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing, say nothing (Repeat chorus) |
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We haven't said a word |
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We haven't said a word |
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For a few brief words and a few short lines |
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I was taken to the coliseum, fed to the lions. |
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And lions aren't the type you can really love enough, but you can turn 'em into rugs! |
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Ow mate, can you spare some change? |
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Too much. |
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Are you down on your fashion, or down on your luck? |
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Sometimes questions never get dropped. |
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Hey Mick, are you dancing? |
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I never stopped! (Repeat chours) |
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Does anybody remember laughter? |