| Big Betty or Two-tone Annie his hair was never right
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| He used to be cool with a glint in his eye but he lost it overnight
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| Spinning would change and things are rearranged and then Annie says to me
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| Nothing wrong with the way it was that’s the way it’s meant to be…
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| Up the revolution we’re all prepared to die
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| Up the revolution that was the battle cry
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| There’s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay
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| There’s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay
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| Annie was a die-hard rebel in the good old days of way back when
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| The cigarette was cool and all the kids in school could read and count to ten
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| Annie once said he had a few to bribe of that there was no doubt
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| He never could make us understand what the rebellion was all about…
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| Up the revolution we’re all prepared to die
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| Up the revolution that was the battle cry
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| There’s gonna be Hell, yeah, Hell to pay
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| There’s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay
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| Two-tone Annie drew up battle plans for making love not war
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| Everybody laughed at the fighting in the streets and behind the garden door
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| It came to nothing when it all went down and the band began to play
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| Another plan put your head in the sand live to fight another day…
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| Up the revolution we’re all prepared to die
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| Up the revolution that was the battle cry
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| There’s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay
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| There’s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay
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| There’s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay
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| There’s gonna be Hell |