| I see you run along the tracks of the district line
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| but I’m dwelling on exactly where you live this time
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| you left the sunlight and the cats to find a place beneath the city
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| and to think that I was satisfied takin' the mickey
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| I used to watch telly and think what he should do
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| is leave the London underground and go to hollywood too
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| identa stations, and watch you simply scampler about
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| I’d get frustrated and ask «is he a man or a mouse?»
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| what’s he scared of? |
| he could be a star if he wished to
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| life could be sweet but you’re a smartie living in a tube
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| the point of no returns up there I know that now
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| no-one alive has ever quite managed to go back down
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| you can’t prepare yourself for how absurd your life becomes
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| it’s like a catapult and you’re the perfect size for one
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| but then that means you’re small enough to have your backbone snapped
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| and that cheese ain’t always gonna come attatched to no trap
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| hello I’ve been here watching for some time, for some time
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| you’re down below you’re living your life on the line, on the line
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| and although I’m not the first to see
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| it’s more than obvious to me, that only in the dark are you gonna shine,
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| gonna shine
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| part of me can’t help seeing that it just seems tradgic
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| these kids react to you as if they’ve just seen magic
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| if your chance to get up out of here comes you need to grab it
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| you’re letting stuart little get the buzz and he’s a graphic
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| you might see me panic cause they’re blind to me you’re talented
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| but TFL disrupture show times with these carridges
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| I’d rather stare at you amoung the busy and impatient
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| than sit by a couple and overhear a conversation
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| between a boy that doesn’t know if he aught to laugh or feel hurt
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| and his girl, who’s dad disowned him because of his arsenal shirt
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| that shit’s depressing and besides, my own relationsips a tradgedy
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| my girlfriends cheating in my dreams and maybe in reality
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| so stay at home my little friend
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| you’re the only thing that shines in a tunnel with no lights at the ends
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| and yeah I know your furs dirty everyday of your life
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| but the glitz and glamour does nothing but stain you inside
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| hello I’ve been here watching for some time, for some time
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| you’re down below you’re living your life on the line, on the line
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| and although I’m not the first to see
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| it’s more than obvious to me, that only in the dark are you gonna shine,
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| gonna shine
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| I’d hate for you to look back thinking things were so much better only yesterday
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| I wouldn’t want to be the one that made the whole thing escalate
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| if I found out that you tried to get to the top and fell
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| the quest for fame can send even the strongest minded off the rails
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| I guess I looked at what you’re currently worth and thought «he should have
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| more»
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| and assumed that you agreed but couldn’t afford a bigger platform
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| it dawned on me as I got through the doors of a packed train
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| you aught to be the one that wasn’t caught up in the rat race
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| hello I’ve been here watching for some time, for some time
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| you’re down below you’re living your life on the line, on the line
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| and although I’m not the first to see
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| it’s more than obvious to me, that only in the dark are you gonna shine,
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| gonna shine |