| Read us in the papers
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| There’s nothing else to do
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| Grab yourself a sandwich,
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| While you’re there I’ll have one too
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| Running round the corner
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| Where there used to be a shop
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| Now they’re in the junk
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| And how much do you want me
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| This is what we’ve got
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| Welcome to Adamstown
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| We’re still looking for what we found
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| Yeah, welcome to Adamstown
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| We’re just shadows in the ghost town
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| Hey!
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| Home is now the west side
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| Or was supposed to be
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| Listen to the carnage
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| From the tired and empty streets
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| We built ourselves a savior
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| Then tore it all apart
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| Work is in the pipeline
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| Train is on the wrong line
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| Get me out of here!
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| Welcome to Adamstown
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| We’re still looking for what we found
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| Yeah, welcome to Adamstown
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| We’re just shadows in the ghost town
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| Take the money and run
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| Take the money and run
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| Take the money and run
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| Take the money and
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| Things are not all as they seem
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| In this run down suburban dream
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| The tiger may have lost its roar
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| But we will never lose our soul
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| Maybe someday we’ll appear
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| I have my doubts please make it here
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| Please make it here
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| Welcome to Adamstown
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| We’re still looking for what we found
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| Yeah, welcome to Adamstown
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| We’re just shadows in the ghost town
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| Take the money and run
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| Take the money and run
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| Take the money and run
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| Take the money and run
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| Oh take it, take it |