Yes I know you're right
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I see it in your fierce eyes
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But me I've never thought straight
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Since the day I had the first doubt
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Yes I know you're right
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And I'll back you to a point pal
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But I'll never be constrained
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By another man's ideas now
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I spent too long on this road
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Looking for the answers
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But Poverty and Failure
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Aren't what I'm after
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I painted "Fight" on factories
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But they closed the factory down pal
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I want to find out where the Heart's gone
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Gonna find out where the nerves gone
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What do you do
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When democracy fails you
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What do you do
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When the rest can't see its true?
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Pat votes the Scots way
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Just like her mother
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But South always takes all
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Just like her brother
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The next time she might vote
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So might the others
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But times running out pal
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Cause they're giving up in numbers
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What do you do
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When Democracy's all through
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What do you do
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When minority means you?
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What Do You Do
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| The Proclaimers |
