| You push away the night
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| Turn on the TV light
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| Drink coffee and put on a shirt
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| You join the peoples' cries
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| The entertainment starts
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| You laugh, you scream, you get violent
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| And everything’s going on outside
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| And there ain’t much to do but try to get inside
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| You take your tiny pills and live your comic life
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| You drink and take a bath
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| Have sex in someone’s house
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| You leave, go to work, get your head down
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| Your trivial mind gets filled
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| With chocolate advert spiel
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| What a funny, decrepit little world
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| And everything’s going on outside
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| And there ain’t much to do but try to get inside
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| You take your tiny pills and live your comic life
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| If you don’t go out today
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| How are you meant to make your wise cracks, kid?
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| (Wise cracks, kid)
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| If you don’t go out today
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| How are you meant to write your sad songs?
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| Well, everything’s going on outside
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| You read your self-help books and nurse your second pint
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| Everything’s going on outside
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| You take your tiny pills and live your comic life
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| I’ll just take my tiny pills
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| And live my comic life |