| Big Brother called me yesterday
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| On the transatlantic phone
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| He said you should come home
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| They say it’s much too dangerous
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| To live outside alone
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| Among the briars and the primrose
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| And everybody’s looking to the rain
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| Santo Domini
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| All the children are in flames
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| Here in Spain
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| The President is constantly
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| Yelling on the phone
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| He wants you to come home
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| The Law Enforcement Justice League
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| Will tll you where to go
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| Among the briars and th primrose
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| And everybody’s looking to the rain
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| Santo Domini
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| All the children are in estranged
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| Here in Spain
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| They say the country is
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| A testament to the free
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| But Romeo and Juliet
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| Couldn’t find a place to sleep
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| No, no, no no no
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| The child of my father called me yesterday
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| On the transatlantic phone
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| Got to, got to come home, come home
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| And everybody’s looking to the rain
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| Santo Domini
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| All the children are in flames
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| All the children are in vain
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| All the children are inflamed
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| Here in Spain |