Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Oh why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Oh why is the world filled with people
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It makes for a painful life
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You'll disappoint me if you don't disappoint me
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Come and dance with the tip of my knife
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Why is the night filled with laughter
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At expense of the sickest of jokes
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While the world is a blot and it's cistern's fill up
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On the dross and the shit we call folks
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Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Oh why is the world filled with the people
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They snear and they snide and they moan
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And the way I am now it seems I am one of them
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Having grudges of my own
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And why is this street a-crawling with cockroaches
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Insects with two arms, two legs
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Leaving their stink and their filth and their debris
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I'll break all their faces like eggs
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Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Oh why is the world filled with people
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A-choking the air with their breath
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Grunting like hogs in the sludge and the sewerage
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Cringing from wonderful death
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Oh why do my ears have to ring with their bantering
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Bitching and ignorant words
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Giving me aches with pathetic opinion
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People, it's fact, are insufferable turds
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Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Oh why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Oh why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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And I can't bear the little creeps
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That tell me they hate my hair
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They're always incredibly ugly
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If they dropped dead tomorrow I wouldn't care
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They feel that they have to comment
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Have to put up with their penneth-worth
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They're sick, hypocritical, mincing, unwitty
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Not worth a spit in the dirt
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They're not worth a spit in the dirt
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They're not worth a spit in the dirt
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Oh why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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Oh why can't I be on my own
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Just me and the world alone
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A World Full Of People
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| Marc Almond |
