| Once upon a time there was a boy named Jack
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| Who was always looking forwards and never looking back
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| The careers officers at our school always used to
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| Say that Jack was the one who had the brighter future
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| But now Jack’s dead with a crack in his head
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| Slumped in an alley like a sackful of lead
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| It was the crack they said but, I know better
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| Cause I knew Jill was trouble from the moment that I met her
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| She was not just a pretty face, had a hat rack
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| Knew that dreams disappear like pussy out the cat flap
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| Round her little finger she had Jack wrapped
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| Till that lab rat thought that he was in the rat pack
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| But when cat meats rat, only one winner
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| Law dictates that one becomes dinner
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| True that at night he could ignite a light in her
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| But could he make a grand on the streets like Mike Skinner
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| So
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Looking back on the course of events
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| I see what Jack had in heart he was lacking in sense
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| Jill was into fashion and she studied in Kent
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| She had enough money for shoes but never for rent
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| She needed money quick and Jack knew a fast way
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| Started selling class A’s to all Jill’s classmates
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| Led him half way down a dark pathway
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| I said 'I don’t care if you’re making a killing Jack that’s a daft way'
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| Try to make a living, if you ask me your arse may
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| End up in prison where it’s ghastly
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| And when you’re sick and feeling queasy and your arse aches
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| Picking up the pieces won’t be easy like when glass breaks
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| Him 'Me and Jill moving in to the house on the hill in Ill
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| And she’s only willing if I’m continuing dealing
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| Besides I’m making a killing, moving a kilo
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| It’ll all be fine and dandy' 'Jack it’s not even the Beano'
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| So
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Truth is me and Jill we go way back
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| Started in a bar and grill, finished in a haystack
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| And when it ended guess the wounds never mended
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| She went from 'please please please' to the big payback
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| I guess I always figured it came down to the day that
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| Her dad went for a cigarette and never came back
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| Her mum never wrote a note, put on an overcoat
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| Took an overdose, lay down on a train track
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| Shame that, but that’s how life goes
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| One minute you’re an innocent the next you’re a pyscho
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| The night Jack died I saw Jill in her nightclothes
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| Blood dripping from her right hand holding a pipe hose
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| Looking round at the state of the slaughter
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| I said 'Jill you’d better get a pail of the water'
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| The truth is I never really liked Jack
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| And now I’ve got your flat hat, crack and your cat
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| So
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run
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| Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long
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| run
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| Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long
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| run
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| Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long
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| run
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| Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long
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| run
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| Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long
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| run |