| World stock market built on trust
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| One lying bastard and the thing goes bust
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| Selling each other’s stocks and shares
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| Real green cash for he who cares
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| Selling a dream, selling a scheme
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| What is that to build a country on?
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| Can’t think what to think
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| Can’t think what to say
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| Can’t seem to live my life
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| From now or day to day
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| No, yes:.etc.
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| Now I’m going mad
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| At all the fun I’ve had
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| It’s all going wrong
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| Me, I don’t belong
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| Crippled by my mind
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| For something I can’t find
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| Something I can’t be
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| Is it really me?
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| One day I’ll pull through
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| I’ll come back to you
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| And what will I say
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| Then what will I say?
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| Yes, yes, yes, yes: yes!
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| Give a man a uniform
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| He’ll give you a hard time
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| Educate you about AIDS
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| The new moralistic crime
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| Things they never dreamed of
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| When they were a youth
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| No drink, no drugs, no women
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| And always tell the absolute goddamn truth
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| Goddamn truth!
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| Uniform choice!
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| Things were really different
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| In those far gone days
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| No punk, bloody murderers,
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| Revolutionaries or gays
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| People always knew
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| Their own place in life
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| To stay at home, have some kids
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| And fuck their fucking wife
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| Can’t pay tax
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| Won’t pay tax
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| No poll tax
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| -Cos we’re all skint
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| -We're on the dole
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| -Cos they don’t care
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| -The future is grim
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| It’s pretty simple, no poll tax
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| When you hear the news
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| What makes you think?
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| Do you make your own views,
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| Do you look for the link?
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| Does it really matter what you say?
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| Will it really matter at the end of the day?
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| You like to think we think
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| We like to think you think
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| Think we think
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| Think you think
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| We’re gonna get older
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| Quicker some day
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| But does it have to shape
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| What you say?
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| What you think
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| Or what you do
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| Is it really ever
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| Gonna matter to you?
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| Will it really matter
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| At the end of the day?
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| What you think
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| What you think or do or say? |