| To say you’re leaving
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| And don’t put your hand against the clock
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| I wonder if you know which way to walk
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| I wonder if you know which way to walk
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| Now you’re grieving
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| And you’ve got to sing for your supper
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| Dance at your trial, don’t stop for a second
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| While you spend your time being one
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| Being one
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| Being one, one of our own
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| You’re one of our own
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| Don’t make your peace, cause you’re not done
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| Tell me that you sing the songs we sung
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| Tell me that you sing the songs we sung
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| And how they please me
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| And you’ve got to sing for your supper
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| Dance at your trial, don’t stop for a second
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| While you spend your time being one
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| Being one
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| Being one, one of our own
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| You’re one of our own
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| And if you get it wrong
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| If you get it wrong
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| If you get it wrong
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| You’re one of our own
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| And you’ve got to sing for your supper
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| Dance at your trial, don’t stop for a second
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| While you spend your time being one
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| Being one
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| Being one, one of our own
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| You’re one of our own
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| If you get it wrong
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| If you get it wrong
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| You’re one of our own
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| Don’t make your peace, cause you’re not done
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| Tell me that you sing the songs we sung
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| Tell me that you sing the songs we sung
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| How they please me |