| The west's asleep, let England shake
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| Weighted down with silent dead
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| I fear our blood won't rise again
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| Won't rise again
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| England's dancing days are done
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| Another day, Bobby, for you to come
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| Home and tell me indifference
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| Is won, won, won
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| Smile, smile Bobby, with your lovely mouth
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| Pack up your troubles and let's head out
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| To the fountain of death and splash about
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| Swim back, forth, back, back, laugh out loud
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| Until the day is ending
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| And the birds are silent
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| And the insects are courting
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| And by the shores, heavy stones are falling
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| Smile, smile Bobby, with your lovely mouth
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| Pack up your troubles and let's head out
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| To the fountain of death and splash about
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| Swim back, forth, back, back, laugh out loud |