| It’s at night when they come
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| When I’m alone, and not with anyone
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| Through the shouts and music
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| Of the crowd down the road boozing
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| Near the free car park
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| The bins and the alleyway, of the Chinese restaurant
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| Number 3 for 2, and number 4 for 1
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| We’re going down like BHS
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| While the abled bodied vultures monitor and pick at us
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| We’re going down and it’s no stress
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| I lay and hope for the knuckle dragging exodus
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| We’re going down like BHS
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| While the abled bodied vultures monitor and pick at us
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| We’re going down and it’s no stress
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| We’re going down like BHS
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| I think about the heat
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| As it lowers it’s self on me
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| Past the closing hour
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| When the light in my phone starts to lose power
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| Through the karaoke it screams it’s name
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| You can’t blame the betrayed
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| In the snakes and ladders
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| We are the Baldricks son, and Blackadders
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| We’re going down like BHS
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| While the abled bodied vultures monitor and pick at us
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| We’re going down and it’s no stress
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| I lay and hope for the knuckle dragging exodus
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| We’re going down like BHS
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| While the abled bodied vultures monitor and pick at us
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| We’re going down and it’s no stress
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| We’re going down like BHS
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| (Ooh) Laying on a boat well what do you do
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| (But ooh) Laying on a boat mate look at you
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| (Ooh) Laying on a boat well what do you do
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| (But ooh) Laying on a boat mate look at you (Look at you!)
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| We’re going down like BHS
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| While the abled bodied vultures monitor and pick at us
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| We’re going down and it’s no stress
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| I lay and hope for the knuckle dragging exodus
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| We’re going down like BHS
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| While the abled bodied vultures monitor and pick at us
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| We’re going down and it’s no stress
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| We’re going down like BHS |