| Don’t look down
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| I think I’ve heard them coming round through the backyard and below us
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| Now is what’s that sound did I leave
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| Not so clear to my ear
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| Everybody said to you they won’t do love
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| Sent you roses on your birthday did I not give you enough
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| Oh everybody prayed that you would let them stay
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| And it took a hateful army… … to make them go away
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| And it’s so lonely at he top
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| The only postcard is the drop
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| You sail alone
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| Can you see me from the top
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| I’ve got a sore neck looking up
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| Forget me not
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| Better not to look down
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| Hold your breath
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| If we keep up our appearances they’ll never see us go
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| Oh not yet, living death
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| I’m still waiting on the rooftop for a sign of?
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| Everybody said to you they won’t do love
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| Everybody prayed that you would let them,
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| Let them stay, always stay
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| And it’s so lonely at he top
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| The only postcard is the drop
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| You sail alone
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| Can you see me from the top
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| I’ve got a sore neck looking up
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| Forget me not
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| Better not to look down
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| You better not to look down
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| But better not to look down
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| Together we planned it
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| And said if you made it
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| It won’t change a thing
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| But you’re not here
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| To tell me you’ll need love
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| But can’t you see what it’s like
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| See what it means for us, for all, for you or me
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| And I’ll explain what it’s like to hope that
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| Easy come is easy go
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| Easy go, easy go |