| Hey, hey, heroes of stayaway fiction
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| What’s the point of leaving home when you own it?
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| What’s the point of do it yourself when it looks so shit
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| That these kids can’t even feed themselves?
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| Hey, hey, legends of make your mind up
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| What’s the point of losing weight if it won’t lose you?
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| Born in cardiff, raised by wolves
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| And died on his fucking arse
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| Anyway, she, she did her best
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| Her best wasn’t good enough
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| She, she did her best
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| Her best wasn’t good enough
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| No!
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| Hey, hey, heroes of stayaway fiction
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| What’s the point of leaving home when you own it?
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| What’s the point of do it yourself when it looks so shit
|
| That these kids can’t even feed themselves?
|
| Hey, hey, legends of make your mind up
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| What’s the point of losing weight if it won’t lose you?
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| Born in cardiff, raised by wolves
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| And died on his fucking arse
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| Anyway, she, she did her best
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| Her best wasn’t good enough
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| She, she did her best
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| Her best wasn’t good enough
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| No!
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| But you should be ashamed, seamus
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| You should be appalled, seamus
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| You should be abridged, seamus
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| Yeah you should be culled |