| Tony only reads Asian Babes
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| Danny’s doing doves down the raves
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| Terry drinks his money away
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| Oh god, and his sons play drums all day
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| On the scene, on the dole
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| In your eyes, in your soul
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| The young men, young men
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| You are the ones, are the scene
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| Are the sons, are the young men
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| Young men, Young men
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| Here we, here we go again
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| Les says punk isn’t dead
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| Mick is not impeccably bred
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| Paul he just can’t get out of bed
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| Oh god, and Phil’s still off his head
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| On the scene, on the dole
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| In your eyes, in your soul
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| The young men, young men
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| You are the ones, are the system
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| Are the sons, are the young men
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| Young men, young men
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| Here we, here we go again
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| On the scene, on the dole
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| In your eyes, in your soul
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| The young men, young men
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| You are the ones, Are the scene
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| Are the sons, are the young men
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| Cheating on the wives
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| All shiny suits and lazy lies
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| The young men, young men
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| Insulting everyone, picked up your sister
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| Kicked your son, the young men
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| Fighting in the clubs, flash on the streets
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| Cash in the pubs, the young men
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| Boozing on the train, p-45's and cheap champagne
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| The young men, young men
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| Here we, here we go again |