| We came across the North Sea with our carriers on our knees
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| Wound up in some holding camp somewhere outside Leeds
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| Because we do not care to fight, my friends — we are the weeds
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| Because we got no homes they call us smelly refugees
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| Ah. |
| We are weeds, vegetation, dense undergrowth
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| Thru' cracks in the pavement: there weeds will grow — the places you don’t go
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| This cut-price dairy produce that turns our bones to dust
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| You want some entertainment?
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| Go on, shove it up me — if you must
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| Make believe you’re so turned on by planting trees & shrubs
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| But you come round to visit us when you fancy booze 'n' drugs
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| Ah. |
| We are weeds, vegetation, etc
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| If you think it’s a crime
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| We’d like to get you out of your mind
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| It’s just a matter of time, yeah
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| We’d like to get you out of your mind
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| Gonna cut you down in your prime, yeah
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| We’d like to get you out of your mind
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| For a little time: for all time
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| Weed |