| I can already hear your tune
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| Calling me across the room
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| When the world and his wife are on my back again
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| Not enough pleasure, too much pain
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| When the world is too much with me
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| Please leave, just go away
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| I lose my mind completely
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| Please leave, just go now
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| In the side street something’s moving
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| Look around, look around
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| All around you walls are tumbling down
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| Stop staring at the ground
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| I can practically see your face
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| And another revolutionary falls from grace
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| Hear the thunder in your brain
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| Not enough sunshine, too much rain
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| When the light of life has gone
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| No change for the meter
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| And then the king of spivs will come
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| Selling blood by the liter
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| When nothing’s sacred anymore
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| When the demon’s knocking on your door
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| You’ll still be staring down at the floor
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| Not too many hours from this hour
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| So long
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| The storm comes
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| Or is it just another shower?
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| Picking up the pieces
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| Half alive in a nine-to-five
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| Vacant eyes
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| Is it any wonder?
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| Primal scream at the TV screen
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| Close your eyes
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| Now the world is too much with me
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| Please leave, just go away
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| Before I lose my mind completely
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| Just leave, please go now
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| Now nothing’s sacred anymore
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| When the demon’s breaking down your door
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| You’ll still be staring down at the floor
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| Not too many hours from this hour
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| So long
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| The storm comes
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| Or is it just another shower?
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| Not too many hours from this hour
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| So long
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| Now the storm has come
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| Or is it just another shower?
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| Or is it just another shower?
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| Or is it just another shower?
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| Now the rain has come
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| Or is it just another shower? |