| What went wrong with your plan man, was it too good to be true
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| No-one here could understand why, disappointing it fell through
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| With one hand on the stirrup, and one hand in the stew
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| No one knows that better than you
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| What went wrong with your city, the Brazilia of the North
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| Isn’t it a pity, that no one knew it’s worth
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| But the Civic Centre shines like money in your hand
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| Let’s raise another glass to Dan the Plan
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| Chorus:
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| Oh Dan, you’re a terrible man
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| Can’t you see what you’ve done? |
| you’ve spoiled all the fun
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| Oh Dan Dan… you killed me old man, you turned this house, into a caravan
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| You know it used to be mine, even the Fog on the Tyne
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| Now it’s all snow and rain, am I wrong to complain?
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| Am I wrong to complain?
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| What went wrong with your plan man, did you never realise?
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| Surely we could see that you had to subsidise to survive
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| But the law for once was on our side, and behind them bars you’ll stew
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| No one knows that better than you |