| It started off like any other show
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| Sunday nights on the radio
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| Terry played the songs we wanted to hear
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| And terry said things no one else would dare
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| He gave it all that he had to give
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| They said it was his only reason to live
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| But we just listened to the ruck n roll
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| Terry the dj’s radio show
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| He give it some of that argy bargy
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| Giving it all the chat
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| He give it some argy bargy
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| Now what do you think of that
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| Then came the evening of the mile end row
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| The ol' bill found out i don’t know how
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| We know they tried to lock us up that night
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| We were ready for a fight
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| Terry came onto the air at ten
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| He said the filth were waiting for us then
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| Down at the black boy they were there in force
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| And he war right of course
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| They told him that he’d better change the song
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| They said to tell us that the kids were wrong
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| They gave him one more sunday night, to get it right
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| That was the night when the girls all cried
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| That was the night that he said goodbye
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| 'cos no matter who paid him, terry never told us a lie |