Say good morning, same six eyes,
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today you'll get your money's worth.
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To revolve or revolutionise.
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Or put it in the paperwork.
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You've been sold a winning hand.
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Take a bow and raise your glass to 'No Man's Land'.
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And it all goes right to plan.
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Play another round, for another chance.
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Simple, as simple mistakes.
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You hang your trouble in the sky.
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And one boy scout gone bad, a piece of cake.
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And let the think tank decide.
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You bury your head in the sand,
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as you rise to raise your glass to 'No Man's Land'.
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And it all goes right to plan.
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You play another round, for another chance,
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(call you back home, call you from now, calling from home?).
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You bury your head in the sand,
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and take a bow and raise your glass to 'No Man's Land'.
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And it all went right to plan.
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And you play another round if you get, another chance.
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No Man's Land.
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No Man's Land
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