| I’d always wondered why
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| The Gideons provide
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| A bible in hotels
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| Until I realised
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| The loneliness of life’s
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| A business in itself
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| So you sing your drunken hymns
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| You let it out to let it in
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| Do you feel God
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| Do you feel God
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| Or just the air from the machine?
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| The television is watching me
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| I was a born entertainer, you see
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| You should’ve seen me at seventeen
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| But look at me now
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| I was a lover
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| And then I wasn’t
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| It’s hard to feel alright
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| Is it convincing
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| Or something missing
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| That makes me see the light?
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| Now I sing my dull amens
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| The adult life’s to make amends
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| Do you believe you’re God in jeans
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| Or were you once just seventeen?
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| The television is watching me
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| I was a born entertainer, you see
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| You should’ve seen me at seventeen
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| But look at me now
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| ‘I'm fine, leave me alone'
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| Goes the story of a million men now
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| ‘I'm fine, leave me alone'
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| Goes the song of a million men now
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| I’m fine, I’m fine
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| The television is watching me
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| I was a born entertainer, you see
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| You should’ve seen me at seventeen
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| But look at me now |