| Gaze across the restaurant that we came in for breakfast, now
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| Delivering dinners as well as killer dilemmas
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| I tell the odd joke though, not only to be funny
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| But also to provoke you like your show needed money, 'cause
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| All of the unique things that make a person laugh
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| Give away completely who they really nakedly are
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| What I don’t say straight though
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| What I do say isn’t
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| The more I tuck away there
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| The more I stay hidden
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| Call it what you fucking want
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| It’ll always be it
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| She says your wet as my coffee
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| Don’t threaten me obviously
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| Beset me any question and tell me something rotten
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| I say, everyone’s a pacifist
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| Between every war
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| Everyone’s a fascist
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| If your father ever felt small
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| The art of war is not walking
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| Bards walking boards
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| War doesn’t change people
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| It’s like being drunk though
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| It just brings out who you really are
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| Until you’re hung over
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| (Yeah)
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| So I take safety precautions
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| I don’t do dates in the mornings
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| Met a crease like
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| When I used to race in my forces
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| I don’t wanna meet out of Shoreditch
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| Come see in the bits in a bit
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| Two pound for a chicken and chips
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| If you’re on the way, please babe
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| Can you grab me a drink, huh
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| Cause I got plates on my sink
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| Real life shit, times like this
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| Mans back around half-past six
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| Might see me in scene
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| Might see me in a flight
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| But I can’t show I’m down like this
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| But I shouldn’t be around
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| Fake smiles or it could have been a frown
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| Dark clouds or it could have been a crown
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| Call it what you fucking want
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| It’ll always be it |