| This life’s like ooh
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| There’s sever delays on the Northern line
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| Already running late man I had a long night
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| Should have stopped on the last Snake Bite
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| I’m like, oooh
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| With my back pressed down on the window screen
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| Man on the left doesn’t smell so clean
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| My stop, finally on my feet
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| You see, these are the days the love to bless our lives
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| Conversation on this train, to some, it won’t seem right
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| It’s too much to smile, I’m always feeling down
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| But it’s so sweet
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| See the weather always brings us down
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| So many muscles just to pull a frown
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| And we wear it everywhere we go
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| Never to a stranger can we say «hello»
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| It’s so much greener on the other side
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| Man, I’ve never been one for the countryside
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| Lose your eyes, and just like smoke, so broke
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| Ah man, just how sweet this life can be
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| And it’s so sweet, so sweet, so sweet,
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| Specially made for you and me
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| And it’s so sweet
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| The loving loan, with the debts and the frets and the banker’s smile
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| So many things to watch increase, what next, it’s the VAT
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| And we’re like «nooo», so we all feel to blame some old smug MP,
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| Some even turn to the BNP, watch me drink my English tea
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| You see, these are the days they love to bless our lives
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| Babies and their teenage mum’s, the English pride
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| It’s too much to smile, I’m always feeling down
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| But it’s so sweet
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| See the weather always brings us down
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| So many muscles just to pull a frown
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| And we wear it everywhere we go
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| Never to a stranger can we say «hello»
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| It’s so much greener on the other side
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| Man I’ve never been one for the countryside
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| Lose your eyes and just like smoke, so broke
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| Ah man, just how sweet this life can be
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| And it’s so sweet, so sweet, so sweet,
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| Specially made for you and me
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| And it’s so sweet |