| All you people, in denial
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| I’d learn to run but it’s not that simple
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| Friendly service — with a smile
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| But there’s still no one to hand me a line
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| Said flowers for you people
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| It’s like ashes to the blind
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| All you faces in a race
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| You’ve got your number — you’ve got your place
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| Keep pushing through thick and thin
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| Collect what you can before winter sets in
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| You can keep your ashes
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| What’s keeping you blind?
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| Nothing at all
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| All you see’s not what you wanted
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| All you see’s not what you wanted at all
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| And we’re heading for a time
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| Where what we’ve got are the things we find
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| And we’re heading for a time
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| Believe that we’re getting robbed
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| I’d learn to run
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| I’d learn to run but it’s not that simple
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| I learned to run
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| State of things is so sad, sad, sad, sad, sad
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| We’ve got the latest in in fashion
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| We sway the peoples voice
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| Have you got the right kitchenware?
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| Have you made the right choice?
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| We make sure we sell it like you need it
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| If you don’t get it we just repeat it
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| One more useless product
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| Until the next one comes
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| You bought one of those
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| Won’t you try one of these
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| Can’t you see we’re just here to please you
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| We’re here to keep you down
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| 'cause if the people ain’t wanting
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| The system just ain’t sound |