| Crack of dawn, every morn, whacking on the tea and then
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| On my feet in choking heat, back in bed, start again
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| Working my hands down to the bone in this town
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| The weight of the world is dragging me all the way down
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| Twenty years, big ideas and all I’ve got to show is this
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| A dead end life, a drunken wife, and all my friends are taking the piss
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| Man I’m tired, boy I’m tired, I’m a model citizen
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| Work until the morning then we go to bed and start again!
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| Working my hands down to the bone in this town
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| The weight of the world is dragging me all the way down
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| Where is the girl I was to build my home round?
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| The weight of the world is dragging me all the way down
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| It’s breaking my heart |