[Genesis, "Selling England by the Pound"]
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(T. Banks / P. Collins / P. Gabriel / S. Hackett / M. Rutherford)
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It's one o'clock and time for lunch,
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Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum-dum
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When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
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I can always hear them talk.
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There's always been Ethel:
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"Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now."
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And then Mister Lewis:
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"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
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Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
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Keep them moving blades sharp...
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I know what I like, and I like what I know;
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getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.
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Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said:
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"Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you
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in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!"
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But I remebered a voice from the past;
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"Gambling only plays when you're winning"
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- I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure.
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Keep them moving blades sharp...
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I know what I like, and I like what I know;
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getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.
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When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
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I can always hear them talk.
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Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.
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I Know What I Like (in your wardrobe)
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