well they sent back all the bodies
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who were looking really hopeless
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well it didn't seem that callous
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till they stopped you in your flow
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she's surrounded by her wardens
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and they're looking really nervous
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all about the man from reuters
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here to nullify your glow
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everything you say will destroy you - anyway
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everything you say will come haunt you
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round each corner
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everything you say will destroy you
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well you may think that you're buddha
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lying on a mound of ashes
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you were mentioned in the postscript of
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dispatches anyway
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and the majors really nervous
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when he's walking round the airport
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you know your master's card is marked
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your upstart charge is cool and smart
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your unwanted suitor
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leaves his things around your home
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he's marking out his territory
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he's pissing on your ansaphone
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well you may think that you're buddha
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lying on a mound of ashes
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you were mentioned in dispatches
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in the postscript anyway
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EVERYTHING YOU SAY WILL DESTROY YOU
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| The Auteurs |
