| Now the fat cats are crying over wasted milk
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| And the trees are bending over to make room for the moon
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| Put a plague on on the house of cards they’ve build
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| There’s a ship on the horizon with a menacing metal harpoon
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| Do as I say, not as I do
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| Do as I say, not as I do
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| Vice is a virtue with cameras and curfews
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| Little scaremongers of impending doom
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| Political medusas make us stare like statues
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| Empty all the pockets of the victims of the baby boom
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| Do as I say, not as I do
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| Why should we listen to you?
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| Do as I say, not as I do
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| Oh to all the people that I might have offended
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| It wasn’t that intended I hope we can amend it
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| Do as I say, not as I do
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| Oh to all the people that I might have offended
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| You probably needed it, so take your cake and eat it
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| When we were the bright sparks
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| Firing off the circuits in the right parts
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| Flicking every switch, blasting holes right through your blood clots
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| Swimming through the red cells that bind me to you
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| If we hit the ice age
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| Should we start again or turn the next page
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| Picking up a pick-axe, playing harps like a ribcage
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| Shaking off the cobwebs that keep me from you
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| Do as I say, not as I do
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| Do as I say, not as I do, ooh
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| Oh to all the people that I might have offended
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| You probably needed it, so take your cake and eat it
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| When we were the bright sparks
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| Firing off the circuits in the right parts
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| Flicking every switch, blasting holes right through your blood clots
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| Swimming through the red cells that bind me to you
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| If we hit the ice age
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| Should we start again or turn the next page
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| Picking up a pick-axe, playing harps like a ribcage
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| Shaking off the cobwebs that keep me from you
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| Do as I say, not as I do (x2)
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| Why should we listen to you (x2)
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| Do as I say, not as I do (x2) |