How can we make you understand
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All you can be is given in your hand
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Oh you won't need money
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Trust in me, take me by the hand
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Oh give us a chip
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Dreams are strewn across the sand
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You won't need money
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Well, all the bent-back pedderlars the jugglers and fools
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They're driving me crazy I'm climbing the walls
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So show me the way, the way to my stool
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Coz I'm so sick, so sick of it all
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But when the penny drops
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Trust in me, take me by the hand
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Oh don't cash in your chips, just yet,
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They're strewn across the sand
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Oh you won't need you won't money
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Well, all the bent-back pedderlars the jugglers and fools
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They're driving me crazy, it's no good at all
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So show me the way, the way to my stool
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But when the penny drops
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Untitled 102
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