| Well look out Sunshine here they go You’ve got yesterday’s heroes in last nights clothes
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| You’re a game old boy judging by the way you walk
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| Well there’s no use telling me to leave
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| I’ve seen a half a dozen ghosts but I don’t believe
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| I’m a cynical cunt and I’m much too lazy to change
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| And tell my friends I’ll be around
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| Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere
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| With a girl I dreamed oh yeah
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| And sing that old song how does it go?
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| Look oyt Sunshine here’s the punch line
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| No one gets you any more
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| Well look out Sunshine here they come
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| But they only play for money you better not run
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| It’s the sell out show that no one wants to go to, yeah
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| Well there’s non so blind as them that don’t agree
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| They steal the money from you’re pockets almost viciously
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| You’re a sane old boy and you’re much to crazy to change
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| And tell my friends I’ll be around
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| Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere
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| With a girl I dreamed oh yeah
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| And sing that old song how does it go?
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| Look oyt Sunshine here’s the punch line
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| No one gets you any more
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| And what do you mean you were born to love this scene
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| And they would string you up gladly
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| If they knew just how lazy you’d been
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| Tell my friends I’ll be around???
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| And tell my friends I’ll be around
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| Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere
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| With a girl I dreamed oh yeah
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| And sing that old song how does it go?
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| Look oyt Sunshine here’s the punch line
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| No one gets you any, no one needs you any
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| No one geys you any more |