| We were in the corner, the Clanduff by the door
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| On opposite sides of the dance hall, staring across the floor
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| The lights go out, the fists fly in, it’s the usual Friday scene
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| Because adrenalin is the strongest drug that there has ever been
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| There’s this funny little bloke asking all these questions writing down what we
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| say
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| So we wound him up like a clockwork dog and we watched him trotting away
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| Two weeks later there’s a feature in the paper called 'Britain's Urban Shame'
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| It’s got the teenage thugs of the new estates with our photographs and names
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| Ch: So we cut our hair to prove it
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| And we wore the clothes to prove it
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| And we armed ourselves to prove it
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| And we chose our place to prove it
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| And we danced that way to prove it
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| And we made ourselves believe it
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| Until all the world believed it
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| Until even you believed it
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| And I was just a little part but I felt the wheels turning
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| And these are all just little flames but the whole damn city’s burning
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| Now that we were famous they watched everything that we did
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| We were the villains of the neighbourhood, heroes to all the kids
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| And even when that old bloke died we pretended that nothing was changed
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| We just broke the silence with some stupid song and went on with the stupid game
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| Ch: Yes, we cut our hair to prove it…
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| EP: Better Than Them (The Acoustic EP) |