| Days like these when we can walk on water,
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| Fly the oceans just cos' we ought to,
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| Simple man, simple needs,
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| Born in New York and lives in Leeds,
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| Loves his wife, likes his weed,
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| Indeed, indeed.
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| Hacks in the morning, surf’s up at night,
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| Does the shopping on the shopping site,
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| Eats his chips with a megabyte,
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| Alright, alright,
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| On days like these when we can walk on water,
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| Fly the oceans just cos' we ought to,
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| Swim with dolphins, Talk to whales,
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| Get arrested just to escape from gaol,
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| Lovely lady, hell of a girl,
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| Struts her stuff with a dot com twirl,
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| Beaming out all around the world,
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| What a world, what a girl,
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| On days like these when she can walk on water,
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| Fly the oceans just cos' she ought to,
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| Swim with dolphins, Talk to whales,
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| Get arrested just to escape from gaol,
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| Trapped in a world wide web,
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| Caught up in the net,
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| Hand to mouth to eye to screen to face to interface,
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| Completely lost out there in cyber… SPACE,
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| Days like these when we can walk on water,
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| Fly the oceans just cos' we ought to,
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| Swim with dolphins, Talk to whales,
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| Get arrested just to escape from gaol,
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| On days like these when we can walk on water,
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| Fly the oceans just cos' we ought to,
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| Swim with dolphins, Talk to whales,
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| Get arrested just to escape from gaol. |