| I was born and I was bred
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| I was reared and I was fed
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| Moved into the neighbourhood
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| Where I was bad and I was good
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| I fixed things for people there
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| I took them out I don’t know where
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| I coloured in their lives to give them outlines
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| I walked before I’ll walk again
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| I’ll walk along a line of men
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| And walk into the lion’s den
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| I think you know but you won’t say
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| Just what it is makes life this way
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| But I’m not going to take this lying down
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| Reach for the stars retch for the earth
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| We took the earth and made it worse
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| And there was never any doubt
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| We ate it up we spat it out
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| And still we love to say we did it our way
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| On this voyage of discovery
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| I’m blinded by the things I see
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| I’ve seen before I’ll see again
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| I’ll look along a line of men
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| And fall into the lion’s den
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| Now you can pray your head is bared
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| And I’m not saying I’m not scared
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| But I’m not going to take this lying down
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| I think you know but you won’t say
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| Just what it is makes life this way
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| But I’m not going to take this lying down |