| Now that you’ve found your paradise
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| This is your kingdom to command
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| You can go outside and polish your car
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| Or sit by the fire in your shangri-la
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| Here is your reward for working so hard
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| Gone are the lavatories in the back yard
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| Gone are the days when you dreamed of that car
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| You just want to sit in your shangri-la
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| Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
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| You’ve reached your top and you just can’t get any higher
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| You’re in your place and you know where you are
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| In your shangri-la
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| Sit back in your old rocking chair
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| You need not worry, you need not care
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| You can’t go anywhere
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| Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la
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| The little man who gets the train
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| Got a mortgage hanging over his head
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| But he’s too scared to complain
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| 'cos he’s conditioned that way
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| Time goes by and he pays off his debts
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| Got a tv set and a radio
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| For seven shillings a week
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| Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la
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| And all the houses in the street have got a name
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| 'cos all the houses in the street they look the same
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| Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes
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| The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know
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| They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go
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| They tell your business in another shangri-la
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| The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car
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| Too scared to think about how insecure you are
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| Life ain’t so happy in your little shangri-la
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| Shangri-la, shangri-la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
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| You’ve reached your top and you just can’t get any higher
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| You’re in your place and you know where you are
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| In your shangri-la
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| Sit back in your old rocking chair
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| You need not worry, you need not care
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| You can’t go anywhere
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| Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la |