"They try in vain, our minds to chain"
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Im up in the stars, looking down at the gutter
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When Im good Im very good, but when Im bad Im better
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(Chorus)
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Oh barman, fill this glass again
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And keep on pouring till death says when
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Oh barman, fill it to the top
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And we'll be drinking till the singing has to stop
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"They try in vain, our munds to chain"
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A B C D E F G, the only notes that matter
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When Im good Im very good, but when Im bad Im better
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(Chorus)
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Oh barman, fill this glass again
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And keep on puring till death says when
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Oh barman, fill it too the top
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And we'll be drinking till the singing has to stop
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"They try in vain, our minds to chain"
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"Me and all my friends are comming round to your house
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And were not gonna go untill we get thrown out"
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Oh barman, fill this glass again
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"They try in vain our minds to chain"
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Oh barman, fill this glass again
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"They try in vain our minds to chain"
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When Im Bad
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| Chumbawamba |
