| There is a black bell ringing down you throw out
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| There’s a brown bag swirling 'round the floor wind wind (?)
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| And there’s just no way out
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| You just have to get up
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| And mind the gap
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| There’s a chap getting tangled at your uncle boy
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| And a guilt creeping tight to your thought tonight
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| And there’s just no way out
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| You just have to get up
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| And mind the gap
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| There’s a tick tack ticking down your wounding month
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| There’s a drip drop dripping from your forehead man
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| But there’s just no way 'round
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| You would have to give up
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| And mind the gap
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| It’s so easy we forget it
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| One step and then you’ll breath
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| There is a bee stitching (?) strongly in my brain today
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| And there’s spoiling black burning through my veins tonight
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| But i know there’s no way
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| I just have to get out
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| And mind the gap
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| There’s a mishmash smashing down your head my friend
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| And there’s white smoke turning black your pink pink punch
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| We would have to agree
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| We just have to run free
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| And mind the gap
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| It’s so easy we forget it
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| One beat and then you’ll breathe, breathe
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| Come on just give up
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| You would have to get up
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| And mind the gap
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| And that mishmash freaking
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| And that tick tack beating
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| As that drip drop smashing
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| And that drip drum creeping (?)
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| So there’s just no way out
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| You just have to get up
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| And mind the gap
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| It’s so easy we forget it
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| One step and then you’ll breathe
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| Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe |