| I wish there was another year another time
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| When people sang and poems rhymed
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| My name could be Napoleon
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| A thousand ships
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| A windy sail, so huge and high it’s tall enough to touch the sky
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| It’s beautiful but hard to find
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| But I just wasn’t born in time
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| Walking back to Waterloo again
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| Where do I begin?
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| In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end
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| I can dream of growing trees and things that live and grass that’s green
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| In meadows that have never been
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| But I still place my trust in the Queen
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| What is life when a man is pressured based on wrong or right
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| And I don’t know what it means
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| There must be more we haven’t seen
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| Walking back to Waterloo again
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| Where do I begin?
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| In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end
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| Walking back to Waterloo again
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| Where do I begin?
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| In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end
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| Walking back to Waterloo again
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| Where do I begin?
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| In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end |