I'm sitting tight
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I'm holding still
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The flowers bite
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The cobweb's still
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We walk in file
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We stand in line
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The drug is in
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And we [did not]
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Since you've been so lonely
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Pain will cease to tease you
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Scars may not be ugly
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A doll's leg fits around you
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Why is everybody burning sky
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Misfit plug and chicken pie
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Walk in file and dance in line
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Straightedge tango sequins shine
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The ground is steady
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The stiff is stiff
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The cobweb's torn
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The tide is tired
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You're so alone
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You're so awake
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You wish you'd never been awake
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The knock goes off and the knock goes out
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The city spills
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There's a [lover who screams]
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The sickness fills
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When the night gets tough
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You wish you'd never been so so so skinny
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(walk in line dance in file)
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Sicking all night and working all day
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Spin with fright when you're finding no way
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And the drums get dark in night or day
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Sicking all night and working all day
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See my grandad go...
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(walk in line dance in file)
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Walk and dance in single file
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Right up to the bread in here
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Couldn't find the bread in there
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We couldn't find the bread
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And we couldn't find the heart
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And we worked so hard
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We worked so heartbeat
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If I look up there
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If I look a fool
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If I look up there
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If I look a fool
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Jack went up the
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Jack came down the
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Jack and Jill
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Went up the hill
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Jack came flying down the still
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Jack what're you doing Jack?
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I don't know - I'm back!
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Oh no!
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I told you not to put on those trousers
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Don't put on the trousers, don't put on the trousers
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Your dress is too starched
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It's too starched
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You got a high class face today
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You ought to have used nailpolish
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Lights out fast and sleep at night
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Lights out fast and sleep at night
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Turn the light out
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Get into bed
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Cover yourself up
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Your head
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Your head
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Your head
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Your head!
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Watch That Grandad Go
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Bauhaus |