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Great Expectations
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(Sullivan/Morrow)
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When I was young I dreamed and dreamed
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About all the things that I was going to be
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A brave explorer holding court
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Or a really famous astronaut
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A handsome pop star on the screen
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Or captain of the England team
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They said "Son, it could all be yours
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You just work hard and pay your dues
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Don't be content with what you've got
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There's always more that you can want
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Everybody's on the make
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That's what made this country great"
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Ch:
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So all I wanted in the end
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Was world domination and a whole lot of money to spend
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A little place to call my home
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Like a planet that was all my own
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Well that's not much to ask, it's really not
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It's not much to ask, just the same as anybody else
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So welcome to the free for all
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The smash and grab, the freeloaders ball
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Where everything is here for us
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If we scream, shout, make a fuss
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There's nothing that we can't afford
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With a poisoned tongue and a sharpened sword
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Spoilt children in a row
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No- one dares to tell them "No"
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Ch:
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So all I wanted in the end
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Was world domination and a whole lot of money to spend
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Everything I touch, everything I see
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Fame and fortune, immortality
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Well that's not much to ask, it's really not
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It's not much to ask, just the same as everybody else
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So in every heart there's a broken dream
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A shattered cause, a might have been
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In every eye there's a secret tear
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In every heart there's a secret fear
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That this is it, done, complete
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Resign yourself to your defeat
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The bitterness behind the show
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That's where spoilt children go
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Great Expectations
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| New Model Army |
