| I can see you in the morning
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| When you go to school
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| Don’t forget your books
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| You know you’ve got to learn the golden rule
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| Teacher tells you stop your play
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| And get on with your work
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| And be like Johnnie-too good
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| Well, don’t you know he never shirks
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| He’s coming along
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| After school is over
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| You’re playing in the park
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| Don’t be out too late
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| Don’t let it get too dark
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| They tell you not to hang around
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| And learn what life’s about
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| And grow up just like them
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| Won’t let you work it out
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| And you’re full of doubt
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| Don’t do this and don’t do that
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| What are they trying to do?
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| Make a good boy of you
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| Do they know where it’s at?
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| Don’t criticise, they’re old and wise
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| Do as they tell you to
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| Don’t want the devil to come
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| And put out your eyes
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| Maybe I’m mistaken
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| Expecting you to fight
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| Or maybe I’m just crazy
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| Don’t know wrong from right
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| But while I’m still living
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| I’ve just got this to say
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| It’s always up to you if you want to be that
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| Want to see that, want to see that way
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| You’re coming along |