We worked our way up from east end pubs
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To gigs and back stage passes
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Ex-boxing champs, West end clubs
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Americans in dark glasses
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Driving ten grand cars, they drink in hotel bars
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They're even making money in bed
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They wouldn't be no loss, they aint worth a toss
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It's about time they all dropped dead.
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[Chorus]
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Take 'em all, take 'em all
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Put 'em up against a wall and shoot 'em
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Short and tall, watch 'em fall
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Come on boys take 'em all
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Well tough shit boys, it aint our fault
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Your record didn't make it
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We made you dance, you had your chance
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But you didn't take it
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Well, I gotta go make another deal
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Sign another group for the company
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I don't suppose we'll ever meet again
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You'd better get back to the factory.
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[Chorus]
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Take 'em all, watch 'em fall [x4]
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[Chorus Repeat...]
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Take 'Em All
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Cock Sparrer |