it's lucy in the sky and all kinds of apple pie
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she giggles at the screen 'cos it looks so green
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there's carpets on the pavements
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and feathers in her eye
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but sooner or later, her new friends will realise
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that julie's been working for the drug squad
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well it seemed like a dream, too good to be true
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stash it in the bank while the tablets grow high
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in their millions
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and everybody's high (hi, man...)
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but there's someone looking down
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from that mountainside
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'cos julie's been working for the drug squad
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and it's ten years for you
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nineteen for you
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and you can get out in twenty-five
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that is if you're still alive
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an' then there came the night of the greatest ever raid
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they arrested every drug that had ever been made
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they took eighty-two laws
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through eighty-two doors
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and they didn't halt the pull
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till the cells were all full
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'cos julie was working for the drug squad
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they put him in a cell, they said you wait here
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you've got the time to count all of your hair
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you've got fifteen years
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a mighty long time
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you could have been a physicist
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but now your name is on the mailbag list
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julie's been working for the drug squad
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gumbo!
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Julie's in the Drug Squad
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| The Clash |
