It's war I tell yer, I met some fellas.
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Who used to love you, but now they don't know you.
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My favourite cousin, who used to mean something.
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He played me records I've tried to forget.
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Like french and saunders, he talked for hours.
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Through costume dramas, watched by piranhas.
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And rows and rows and rows and rows of
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Muppets staring straight at the sun.
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But I feel the force I'm dead of course.
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Enrolled on popular culture course.
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But I can't save nothing but world cup drumming.
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It stuck in my throat like it used to mean something.
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I feel the force I'm dead of course.
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Enrolled on popular culture course.
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But I can't save nothing but world cup drumming.
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And I polish it every day.
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It's war I tell yer, on fortune-tellers.
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On trumped-up charges, you always were the hardest.
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Me favourite brother, who used to be taller.
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He played me records, I'll only hear once.
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It's war.
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World Cup Drumning
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| McLusky |
