Panic on the streets of London
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Panic on the streets of Birmingham
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I wonder to myself
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Could life ever be sane again
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On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
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I wonder to myself
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Don't you know that hopes may rise on the Grasmeres
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But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
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So you run down
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To the safety of the town
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But there's panic on the streets of Carlisle
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Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
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I wonder to myself
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Burn down the disco
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Hang the blessed D.J.
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Because the music that they constantly play
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It says nothing to me about my life
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Hang the blessed D.J.
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Because the music they constantly play
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On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
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On the provincial towns that you jog 'round
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Hang the D.J, Hang the D.J, Hang the D.J
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Hang the D.J, Hang the D.J, Hang the D.J
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Hang the D.J,
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Hang the D.J,
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Hang the D.J.
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Panic
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| The Puppini Sisters |
