Quickly checking what company he's in
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Absorbing values like a chameleon
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His rhythm and his method have got out of line
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When you sit on a fence you get a sore behind
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Must not upset the apple cart
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He'll choose your views today
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Having some kinda conflict
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Seems to get right in his way
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Chorus
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Whoa...Rubber Morals
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Whoa...Rubber Morals
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Whoa...Rubber Morals, Plasticine ideals
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See how this one feels
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The men in St. Peters will not agree to a slipping
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on his conscience like he slips on a johnnie
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He's a part time socialist and a part time tycoon
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Flags of convenience fly in his cocoon
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Must not upset the apple cart
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Preserve the status quo
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His heart felt convictions
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Left a long time ago
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A sign over his bed will testify
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Is there nothing in his life from which he'd live or die
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A pale shade of grey lines a vacant head
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With our condom-nation you are blessed
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Must not upset the apple cart
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He'll choose your views today
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Having some kinda conflict
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Seems to get right in his way
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RUBBER MORALS
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| Howard Jones |
