| Naked truths and well-dressed lies
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| The greasy hair and toxic smiles
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| The swivel chairs and the piles of paper
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| Being forced to fill them in later
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| Standing over me, leaning into me
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| Get it over quickly
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| I said get it over quickly
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| Lost on the proverbials, put up on a pedestal
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| Choking on the tone and the atmospheric chemicals
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| Long walk from your station to receive your penance
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| Cruicified for talking back and mistimed vengeance
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| Talking down to me, shouting over me
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| Get it over quickly
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| Oh yeah, get it over quickly
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| Get it over quickly
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| Oh yeah, get it over quickly
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| The anoraks with the crests hide faces that are blank
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| It’s just too much work to do for hollow thanks
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| A sneer and a sniff and some bondage knickers
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| The girls start to cry and the boys start to snicker
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| Should have knocked first on the door of the head mistress
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| A nail in the coffin of the pupil’s innocence
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| Whispering coquettishly
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| A false sense of security
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| Get it over quickly
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| Oh yeah, get it over quickly
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| Get it over quickly
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| Get it over quickly
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| Get it over quickly
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| Oh yeah, get it over quickly
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| Just come on and get it over quickly
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| Come on get it over quickly |