| You’re so wrapped up in your Jekyll-Hyde life
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| And the wife and the kids can see plainer than light
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| Keeper for them and the wife of before
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| Just to lie and get out that door
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| Best of Both Worlds
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| Best of Both Worlds
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| You act the part you swore to play
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| In fact you might win an Oscar someday
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| A tone and a favour could ruin their lives
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| Placed amongst pictures of you and the wife
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| Best of Both Worlds
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| Best of Both Worlds
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| I know it’s too late to change my strategy
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| I know that I’m broke but I can’t seem to pull away
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| Any way I move they turn their backs to me
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| What’s the use they don’t ven speak to me
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| What dos it matter now?
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| They don’t seem to care
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| There’s nothing left to share
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| Way up in that towerblock fortress
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| The view is of car-dumps and disused gasworks
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| They don’t come see you play around anymore
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| Cos they’ve packed your bags and left them outside the door |