| So how are you
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| What do you do?
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| I couldn’t help but notice that you’ve got one too
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| It’s what we do
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| What’s good for you?
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| I think I might have had another déjà vu
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| That silver spoon
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| In front of you
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| Invisible to others but so clear to you
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| We share a view
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| So I assume
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| That’s why we’re standing in this crowded room
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| We think it’s more than a little strange…
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| That you found a name for that ball and chain
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| Why do you think that we don’t complain?
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| 'Cos we found a way to play through all that pain
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| Strap your shoes
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| And pay your dues
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| 'Cos where we’re goin' ain’t no pleasure cruise
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| You’ll need some tools
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| Forget the rules
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| Just run for cover when I light the fuse
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| We think it’s more than a little strange…
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| That you found a name for that ball and chain
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| Why do you think that we don’t complain?
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| 'Cos we found a way to play through all that pain
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| You know we’re all the same
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| And rules are just a part of the game
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| …But sometimes rules get broken
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| So win or lose
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| You can’t refuse
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| 'Cos maybe one day we’ll be front page news
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| That’s what we do
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| Was that good for you?
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| Perhaps some day we’ll share another déjà vu
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| We think it’s more than a little strange…
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| That you found a name for that ball and chain
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| Why do you think that we don’t complain?
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| 'Cos we foud a way to play through all that pain
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| You know we’re all the same
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| And rules are just part of the game
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| …But sometimes rules get broken!
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| Why do you think that we don’t complain?
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| 'Cos we found a way to play through all that pain
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| We think it’s more than a little strange…
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| That you found a name for that ball and chain
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| Why do you think that we don’t complain?
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| 'Cos we found a way to play through all that pain
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| You know we’re all the same
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| And rules are just part of the game
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| …But sometimes rules get broken!
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| You know we’re all the same
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| …But sometimes rules get broken! |