| The writing’s on the wall
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| Saying what are you gonna do
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| Now the kids are turning round
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| Running back over open ground
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| You’re frustrated by a life that owns you
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| Everybody’s bought and sold you
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| We’re all up for sale
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| Where do you run and hide
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| When the lead has been untied
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| They didn’t give what you need
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| But what you want you don’t receive
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| You’re frustrated by a life that owns you
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| Everybody’s bought and sold you
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| We’re all up for sale
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| Give a dog a bone
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| Then leave him on his own
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| Give a dog a bone
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| Then leave him on his own
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| The master knows your name
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| Come here you take the blame
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| I’ve seen your face before
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| You must be a prostitute whore
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| You’re frustrated by a life that owns you
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| Everybody’s bought and sold you
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| We’re all up for sale
|
| Give a dog a bone
|
| Then leave him on his own
|
| Give a dog a bone
|
| Then leave him on his own
|
| Give a dog a bone
|
| Then leave him on his own
|
| Give a dog a bone
|
| Then leave him on his own
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| Give a dog a bone
|
| Then leave him on his own
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| Give a dog a bone
|
| Then leave him on his own
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| Give a dog a bone |