| In house, payed off,
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| All this privatized, Fore ones gain,
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| Percentages high to surprise
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| The change of the tide.
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| I watch the streets of England bleed,
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| The rain to wash my sins from me,
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| The sun to set a rule of power
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| To the rise of you and I.
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| In linking two parties sunk
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| The gateways to equal demise,
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| As we bleed our streets dry,
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| As puppets lead my cries.
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| I watch the streets of England bleed,
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| The rain to wash my sins from me,
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| The sun to set a rule of power
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| To the rise of you and I.
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| I watch the streets of England bleed,
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| The rain to wash my sins from me,
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| The sun to set a rule of power
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| On the rise of you and I. |