| What a waster, what a fucking waster
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| You pissed it all up the wall
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| Round the corner where they chased her
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| There’s tears falling out from everywhere
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| The city’s hard, the city’s fair
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| Get back inside you’ve got nothing on
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| And mind your bleedin own you two bob cunt
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| When she wakes up in the morning
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| She writes down all her dreams
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| Reads like the book of revelations
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| Or the Selassie prophecies
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| Oh I really wanna know
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| So tell me, where does all the money go
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| Where does all the money go
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| Straight, straight up her nose
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| And I never really liked it any way
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| So much preferred it the other way yeah
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| What a divvy what a fucking div
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| Talking like a moron, walking like a spiv
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| I was laying in bed paying my rent
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| He was knocking on the door for something
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| That she lent her brother
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| Meanwhile from under the covers she says
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| Save me from tommorow, save me from tommorow
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| Oh no, Oh no not me
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| And I never even liked it any way
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| I much preferred it the other way yeah
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| I never really liked it any way
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| I much prefer it the other way yeah
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| What a waster, what a fucking waster
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| You pissed it all up the wall
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| Round the corner where they chased her
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| There’s tears coming out from everywhere
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| The city’s hard the city’s fair
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| What a waster, what a fucking waster
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| Yeah |