| «They want our way of life»
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| Well, they can take mine any time they like
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| 'Cause god knows — I know I ain’t living right:
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| I’m wrong
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| Oh, I know I’m so wrong
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| So like the Roman Empire fell away
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| Let me tell you; |
| we are going the same way
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| Ah, behold the Decline and Fall
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| All hold hands with our backs to the wall
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| It’s the end:
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| Why don’t you admit it?
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| It’s the same from Auschwitz to Ipswich
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| Evil comes
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| I know from not where
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| But if you take a look inside yourself —
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| Maybe you’ll find some in there
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| Not one single soul was saved
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| I was ordering an Indian takeaway
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| I was spared whilst others went to an early grave
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| Oh, got stoned
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| Yeah, went out and got stoned
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| Well if your ancestors could see you standing there
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| They would gaze in wonder at your Frigidaire
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| They had to fight just to survive
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| So can’t you do something with your life?
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| It’s the end:
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| Why don’t you admit it?
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| It’s the same from Auschwitz to Ipswich
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| Evil comes
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| I know from not where
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| But if you take a look inside yourself —
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| Maybe you’ll find some in there
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| Here it comes, why don’t you embrace it?
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| You lack the guts needed to face it
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| Say goodbye to the way you’ve been living
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| You never realised you were on the wrong side
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| And nobody’s going to win
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| «They want our way of life»
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| Well, they can take mine any time they like |