| Everythin' must go
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| Everythin' must go
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| Everythin' must go
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| No squares in the circle
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| Everything must roll
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| What’s the plan when the smoke clears
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| An' it all takes its toll?
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| I don’t know
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| Uh
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| Futurist
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| Ludicrous
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| Like the news except my views are true and I cut through the mist
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| Scrupulous
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| I’ll dismiss if you persist
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| Deep down I’m a youthanist
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| Still ruthless
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| Bitter sweet
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| Neutralist
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| Not new to this
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| I can see the world dwindlin'
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| Got my spider sense tinglin'
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| I’m just out here minglin'
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| All I see is politicians runnin' round tryna keep their pockets jinglin'
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| Sounds like I’m singlin'
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| Can’t forget about the back scamps and the swindlin'
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| No point in lingerin'
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| Everybody’s gotta eat
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| Somebody’s gonna cheat
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| Out here on a tightrope tryna stand on their two feet
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| Kids are tryna be street
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| It’s peak
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| Get swept off of their feet before them condos are complete
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| Yeah it’s deep
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| Everythin' must go
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| No squares in the circle
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| Everything must roll
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| Rollin' up that crow
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| It’s gettin' out of control
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| What’s the plan when the smoke clears
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| An' it all takes its toll?
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| I don’t know
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| Everythin' must go
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| Everythin' must go
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| Everythin' must go
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| No squares in the circle
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| Everything must roll
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| What’s the plan when the smoke clears
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| An' it all takes its toll?
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| I don’t know
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| Uh
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| Bottle poppers and socialites
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| Gassed up and over-hyped
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| No oversight
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| Really puttin' on a show tonight
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| Not me
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| I’m overtight
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| Girl told me I’m miserable
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| She said why you gotta over analyse
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| Why can’t you just let lose and have fun like them other guys?
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| Jumpin' round like orangutans on the table
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| With their sparklers
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| And their champagne all publicised
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| Why you always gotta sumarise
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| Why can’t you just live life in the moment?
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| And act like this glamour life ain’t just a bunch o lies?
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| But I’m wide awake I can’t fake no more
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| Wide awake I can’t take no more
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| It was fun while it lasted
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| But it’s the kind of shit I can’t rate no more
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| Kind of shit you get carried away and start movin' lose
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| And get posted up on your Instagram and fans hate you for
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| Cos the excess just vexes
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| The world’s more complex than being first name on the guestlist
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| Or sexist, being reckless with a dancer in Texas
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| Called Lexus I’m restless
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| Textin' all my exes like
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| Everythin' must go
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| Everythin' must go
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| Everythin' must go
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| No squares in the circle
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| Everything must roll
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| What’s the plan when the smoke clears
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| An' it all takes its toll?
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| I don’t know
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| «The last thing we want to have in our city is a situation like a-such as Paris
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| where erm the less well are pushed to the suburbs, that is not going to happen
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| in London. |
| I will emphatically resist any attempt er to-to-to recreate a London
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| in which the rich and poor can’t live together.» |