| I decree today that life
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| Is simply taking and not giving
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| England is mine, it owes me a living
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| But ask me why and I'll spit in your eye
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| Oh ask me why and I'll spit in your eye
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| But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore
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| No, we cannot cling to those dreams
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| Does the body rule the mind
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| Or does the mind rule the body?
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| I dunno...
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| Under the iron bridge we kissed
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| And although I ended up with sore lips
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| It just wasn't like the old days anymore
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| No, it wasn't like those days
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| Am I still ill?
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| Ohh...
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| Oh, am I still ill?
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| Ohh...
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| Does the body rule the mind
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| Or does the mind rule the body?
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| I dunno...
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| Ask me why and I'll die
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| Oh ask me why and I'll die
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| And if you must go to work tomorrow
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| Well, if I were you I wouldn't bother
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| For there are brighter sides to life
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| And I should know because I've seen them
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| But not very often
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| Under the iron bridge we kissed
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| And although I ended up with sore lips
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| It just wasn't like the old days anymore
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| No, it wasn't like those days
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| Am I still ill?
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| Ohh...
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| Oh, am I still ill?
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| Ohh... |