The glimmer of the past is held so dear
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there`s nothing else left for me here
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We were young and withstood the knocks
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we were the kings of the tower block
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Smashing windows, fight all day
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your no good - my mother would say
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on the same side, even way back then
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I`ve been kicking around this town so long
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I don`t know what to do
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Generation
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Generation
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No Mercy for you
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All the buildings in my town are grey
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Cold, Mean, Cruel - No future, No Way
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With its own justice and rules within
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walls this filthy have no sin
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The police don`t come round here no more
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protect the rich and fuck the poor
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to old to cry, to young to know why
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I justify this last goodbye
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No Mercy
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| The Business |
