| All our lives we’ve dreamed about it Just to find that it was never real
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| This sure ain’t no great Valhalla
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| Coming closer each turn of the wheel
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| Forlorn, adrift on seas of beige
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| In this our Golden Age
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| This hurts us as much as it hurts you
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| Just lie back and think of England
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| Bullied, suckered, pimped and patronised
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| Every day your tawdry little lives
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| So loose your head
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| And step within
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| The silence deafening
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| Now you saw it coming
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| And I saw it coming
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| We all saw it coming
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| But we still bought it Now you saw it coming
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| And I saw it coming but still
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| Running full steam ahead
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| In and out of consciousness
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| It breaks my heart to see you like this
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| Crying, wringing hands and cursing fate
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| Always so little far too late
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| It’s 3am I’m wide awake
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| There’s still one call to make
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| Now you saw it coming
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| And I saw it coming
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| We all saw it coming
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| But we still bought it Now you saw it coming
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| And I saw it coming
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| We all saw it coming
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| But we still bought it Now you saw it coming
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| And I saw it coming
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| But still running full steam
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| Now you saw it coming
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| And I saw it coming but still
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| Running full steam
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| Now you
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| And I We all saw it coming
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| But we still bought it Now you
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| And I We all saw it coming
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| But we still bought it |