| list of names in the rain
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| this is what i was made for
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| politics in the sticks
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| why do sheepdogs
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| bite my arm
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| no-one's home down on Rosewood Farm
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| birdies sing, summer, winter and spring
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| what am i supposed to do
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| there’s real contempt, not a penny gets spent
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| what am i supposed to do
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| 'cause I’m always wet, my car breaks down
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| people forget who runs this town
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| i don’t think they think much of me
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| i hate this town, this community
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| i’m driving round in my car
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| i’m Patrick Joseph the star
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| i’m driving round in my car
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| i’m Patrick Joseph the star
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| birdies sing, summer, winter and spring
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| what am i supposed to do
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| there’s real contempt, not a penny gets spent
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| what am i supposed to do
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| well i’ll show you round my constituency
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| there’s a thousand cows and a thousand trees
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| the windmill is a charming sight
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| it’s a painter’s house, things just aren’t right
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| i’m driving round in my car
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| i’m Patrick Joseph the star
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| i’m driving round in my car
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| i’m Patrick Joseph the star
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| birdies sing, summer, winter and spring
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| what am i supposed to do
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| oh birdies sing, summer, winter and spring
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| what am i supposed to do
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| oh birdies sing, summer, winter and spring
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| what am i supposed to do
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| birdies sing, summer, winter and spring
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| what am i supposed to do |