| Nobody needs to tell
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| No sign of taste, no fear, no smell
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| A sort of clash
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| You won’t expect in slow-mo
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| No show, no flow, you know
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| You’re acting like a slow-poke
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| Got it obsolete
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| Just break it to the beat
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| Can’t give the folks a lead
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| Somebody call me, please
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| Uphold obscenity
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| It’s on your telly screen
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| And god will save the queen
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| Just give me what I need
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| Speed up till the automatic pilot will take control
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| Bang your head!
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| They say it’s crashing your career
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| Without a clue I got in here
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| Is this a place i come across some old bloke
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| No hope, no slope
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| Got a standing like a bold oak
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| No credibility
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| For some specific need
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| This is how it’s meant to be
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| So you’re nice to me
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| Hey mr. |
| officer
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| I got an upper seat
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| Please mr. |
| officer
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| Just give me what i need
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| Speed up till the automatic pilot will take control
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| Bang your head |