| Crestfallen machines
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| Make me a pantomime
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| Dark disease
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| Watch my old friends leave
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| Now I have you to keep me down
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| I travel, no light rests
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| In the night watches as I roam
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| The church with it’s tower
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| Pain in the power
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| Hears my every stumbling sound
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| Taxis that run at the amber light guns
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| And this city hangs so breathless and shadowed
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| All of you devils are cracked and dishevelled
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| Oh god please find me a home
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| Oh god please, find me a home
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| Pennies in a purse
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| Your scribbled notes for a poor fool
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| I never did dream to be alone
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| And suffering heavy
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| I break in no light
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| Restless the night beats me as I roam
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| Church with it’s tower
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| Pain in the power
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| Hears my every stumbling sound
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| Taxis that run at the amber light guns
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| This city hangs so breathless and shadowed
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| All of you devils are cracked and dishevelled
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| Oh god please find me a home
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| Oh god please, find me a home
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| Find me a home
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| Church with it’s tower
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| The pain and the power
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| Hears my every stumbling sound
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| The taxis that run at the amber light guns
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| And this city hangs so breathless and shadowed
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| All of you devils are cracked and dishevelled
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| Oh god please find me a home
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| Oh god please, find me a home |