| Your family can’t help you
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| They’re standing in your way
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| Tight restrictions, contradictions
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| More rules every day
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| Hold you down, they hold you down
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| You’ve got to get away
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| London’s calling, no more stalling
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| Sleeping in your own doorway
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| Never stop to reason
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| Never question why
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| The word’s out there and they don’t care
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| Still you’re gonna try
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| Hold you down, they hold you down
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| They’d never let you go
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| And now you’ve been, at last you’ve seen
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| And now I think you know
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| That you’ve been…
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| Running down the road to kingdom come
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| (Wouldn't believe me)
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| Never gave a thought
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| To all the people
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| That you’re running from
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| Running down the road to kingdom come
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| (Who'd've believed it)
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| And all the time you only want a home
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| Your countrymen are peasants
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| You hate to have them near
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| You just can’t seem to realise
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| You’ve got nothing to fear
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| Hold them down, you’ll hold them down
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| You’ll keep them in their place
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| It’s hard to find a land so blind
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| It turns on its own race
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| And you’re still…
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| I wish to god
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| That someone here could help you
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| I wish someone could help you sort your fate
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| But you must do all the things you feel you have to
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| And when we realise it’s too damn late
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| This world is too damn idle
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| It has to pay its way
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| Cut down the trees and clear the seas
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| Let’s live for today
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| Hold it down, we’ll hold it down
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| That preservation noise
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| Cause after all it won’t be long
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| We’ll hear nothing at all
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| And we’re all…
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| (Chorus repeat) |