| Living through another Cuba
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| It’s 1961 again and we are piggy in the middle
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| Living through another Cuba
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| While war is polishing his drum and peace plays second fiddle
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| Living through another Cuba
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| Russia and America are at each other’s throats but don’t you cry
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| Living through another Cuba
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| Just on your knees and pray and while you’re down there, kiss your arse goodbye
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| Living through another Cuba
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| We’re the bulldog on the fence while others play their tennis overhead
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| Living through another Cuba
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| It’s hardly love all and somebody might wind up red or dead
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| Living through another Cuba
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| Pour some oil on the water quick, it doesn’t really matter where from
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| Living through another Cuba
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| He love me, he loves me not, he’s pulling fins from an atom bomb
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| Living through another Cuba
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| This phenomenon happens every 20 years or so
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| Living through another Cuba
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| If they’re not careful, your watch won’t be the only thing with a radioactive
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| glow
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| Living through another Cuba
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| I’ll stick my fingers in my ears and hope they make it up before too late
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| Living through another Cuba
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| If we get through this lot alright, they’re due for replay, 1998 |