| What you gonna do, when guests drop in on you?
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| We won’t go away, 'cos we’ve come out to stay
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| Stand there like parked cars if you want to
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| We can’t force you to enjoy this music
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| Take it or leave it we’ll carry on regardless
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| If you don’t like it you don’t have to use it
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| It’s up to you, up to you
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| It’s up to you, up to you
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| It’s up to you, up to you
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| It’s up to you, up to you
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| Looks like a case of the blind leading the deaf to me
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| You must be bored out of your pants
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| Take it or leave it we’ll carry on regardless
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| If you don’t like it you don’t have to dance
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| It’s up to you, up to you, black
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| It’s up to you, up to you, white
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| It’s up to you, up to you, unite
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| It’s up to you, up to you, or fight
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| In London town you can hear the youth them say «Take warning»
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| It’s up to you what you really wanna do
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| For you were standing on the corner giving trouble
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| When the policeman come he say you have to move on the double, yeah
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| So, steppin' up the street with my little rude girl
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| With her 'stay-pressed' to her ankles
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| It’s up to her what she really wants to do
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| It’s up to you, you and strictly you and you
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| What you gonna do, when morons come for you?
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| They won’t go away, they want the whole world painted grey
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| It’s up to you, up to you
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| It’s up to you, up to you
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| It’s up to you, up to you
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| It’s up to you, up to you |