| When the hungry days are gone
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| Then came the hungry nights
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| Holding on to what you’ve got
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| Standing in the spotlight
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| They’ll show you mostly
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| What they want you to see
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| Walking the city at midnight
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| And whistling in the dark
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| Many times you’ve been down there
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| And seen the mess they make
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| Putting on your party face
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| Occasionally it’s fake
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| Sometime in the future
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| When you were carefully
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| Trying to do the right thing
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| And showing some discipline
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| Living, knowing you’ve done nothing wrong
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| Living, as if you’ve done something wrong
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| You knew it could happen
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| You knew that it would
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| You knew it could happen
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| Who’s been causing problems
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| In the neighbourhood
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| Who’s been breaking windows
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| Generally misunderstood
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| Living, living in Scotland Yard
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| Living, living in Scotland Yard
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| You knew it could happen
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| You knew that it would
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| You knew it could happen
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| You knew that it would
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| Living in, living in Scotland Yard
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| Living in, living in Scotland Yard
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| Living in — did the right thing
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| Living in Scotland Yard — in the end
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| Living in — did the right thing
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| Living in Scotland Yard — in the end
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| Living in — did the right thing
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| Living in Scotland Yard — in the end |