| By, oh by, the way
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| Of an explanation
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| Cast adrift
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| Off the shores of Shotter’s Nation
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| I had a look in
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| Cave my skull in like a brick
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| Call now
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| What use am I to anyone?
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| I’m fucked, Forlorn, frozen
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| Beneath the summer
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| Don’t sing along
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| Or you’ll get what I got told
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| Here comes a delivery
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| Straight from the heart of my misery
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| So, comes a delivery
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| Straight from the heart, to you
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| Yeah you, now you, now you
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| You’ve finally left school
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| Oh what on earth
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| Do you intend to do?
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| See if you can
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| Tick the man, go round town
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| Where all you Skins, and Mods
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| You get together
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| Make pretend
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| It’s 1969 forever
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| Find a girl, have a drink
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| Have a dance and play
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| The song that’ll deliver me
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| Straight from the harshness of misery
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| Cos this song’s a delivery
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| Straight from my heart to you
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| Yes here comes a delivery
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| Straight from the heart of the misery
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| Oh that song might deliver me
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| Straight from the heart, to you
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| So here comes a delivery
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| Straight from the heart of my misery
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| Here comes a delivery
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| Straight from the heart, to you |