| 'ey you, standing there, what you got to stare at?
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| I’m not shy if your beady little eyes abuse me like some mishap
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| Cackling laughter behind your hand, you’re so funny, you’re so bland
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| Here’s the thing you can’t understand: You are just a programme
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| You’re a programme, you’re a programme
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| (Programme, programme, programme, programme)
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| Give me an inch, and I’ll take me a mile
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| Give me the distance from your supercilious smile
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| Give me an inch, and I’ll take me a mile
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| Give me the distance from your supercilious smile
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| Your silliest smile
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| 'ey you, standing there, better get some clothes on
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| Do as you’re told, growing old, and read your daily poison
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| Skeletons locked in the closeted mind, locked in tight, for no one to find
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| See the blind, lead the blind, gotta be cruel to be kind
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| Who is mind-blind, who is mind-blind
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| (Mind-blind, mind-blind, mind-blind, mind-blind)
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| Give me an inch, and I’ll take me a mile
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| Give me the distance from your supercilious smile
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| Give me an inch, and I’ll take me a mile
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| Give me the distance from your supercilious smile
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| Your silliest smile
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| You are a programme, you are a programme
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| Give me an inch, and I’ll take me a mile
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| Give me the distance from your supercilious smile
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| Give me an inch, and I’ll take me a mile
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| Give me the distance from your supercilious smile
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| Your silliest smile
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| Give me an inch, and I’ll take me a mile
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| Give me the distance from your supercilious smile
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| Give me an inch, and I’ll take me a mile
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| Give me the distance from your supercilious smile
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| Your silliest smile |