| Heavy living is the life that I’ve led
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| See the daylight through a curtain of red
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| Stands to reason why I’m staying in bed
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| Heavy living off the top of my head
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| Heavy living, uh, I know it too well
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| Every creak on the stairway to Hell
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| Double vision and a terrible smell
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| Heavy living at the hard luck hotel
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| Heavy sausage is the price you pay
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| When you’re on a corroder
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| Heavy bangers is another way
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| To let yourself go
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| Heavy living’s the condition I’m in
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| I wished I hadn’t if I knew where I’d been
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| The air is cold, the membrane is thin
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| Heavy living’s getting under my skin
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| Heavy sausage is the price you pay
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| At the café doolally
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| Heavy bangers has a special way
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| Of saying hello
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| Heavy cricket on a cloudy day
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| Heavy chukkas till the close of play
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| Heavy living is the way I’ll stay
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| As if I don’t know
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| Heavy living is the life that I’ve led
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| Passion spent, nobility fled
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| Stands to reason why I’m staying in bed
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| Heavy living off the top of my head
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| Heavy shitters is the price you pay when
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| You’re on a corroder
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| Heavy bangers is another way
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| To let yourself go
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| Heavy make-up for the matinée
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| Heavy curtains at the cabaret
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| Heavy living is the way I’ll stay
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| As if I don’t know
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| Heavy sausage is the dish of the day
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| Heavy bangers on the roundelay
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| Heavy living is the way I’ll stay,
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| As if I don’t know |