I am the son And the heir
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Of a shyness that
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is criminally vulgar
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I am the son and heir
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Of nothing in particular
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You shut your mouth
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How dare you say
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I go about things the wrong way
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I am human and I need
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to be loved
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Just like everybody else does
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I am the son And the heir
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Of a shyness that
|
is criminally vulgar
|
I am the son and the heir
|
Of nothing in particular
|
You shut your mouth
|
How dare you say
|
I go about things the wrong way
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I am human and I need
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to be loved
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Just like everybody else does
|
<Interlude>
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There's a club if you'd
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like to go
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You could meet somebody
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who really loves you
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So you go and you
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stand on your own
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And you leave on your own
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And you go home
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And you cry
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And you want to die
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<Interlude>
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When you say
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it's gonna happen now
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When exactly do you mean
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See I've already
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waited too long
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And all my hope is gone
|
You shut your mouth
|
How can you say
|
I go about things the wrong way
|
I am human and I need
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to be loved
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Just like everybody else does
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cked down
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and they put you first in line
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And so you finally ask yourself
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just how big you are
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and take your place in a wiser
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world of bigger motor cars
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<Intelrude>
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So Where the hell was Biggles
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when you needed him
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last Saturday
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And where were all the sportsmen
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who always pulled you though
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They're all resting down
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in Cornwall
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writing up their memoirs
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for a paper-back edition
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of the Boy Scout Manual
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See there! A man born
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How Soon Is Now?
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| t.A.T.u. |
