All the stories have been told
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Of kings and days of old,
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But there's no England now.
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All the wars that were won and lost
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Somehow don't seem to matter very much anymore.
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All the lies we were told,
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All the lies of the people running round,
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They're castles have burned.
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Now I see change,
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But inside we're the same as we ever were.
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Living on a thin line,
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
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Living on a thin line,
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
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Living on a thin line,
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Living this way, each day is a dream.
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What am I, what are we supposed to do?
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Living on a thin line,
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
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Now another century nearly gone,
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What are we gonna leave for the young?
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What we couldn't do, what we wouldn't do,
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It's a crime, but does it matter?
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Does it matter much, does it matter much to you?
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Does it ever really matter?
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Yes, it really, really matters.
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Living on a thin line,
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
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Living on a thin line,
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
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Now another leader says
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Break their hearts and break some heads.
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Is there nothing we can say or do?
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Blame the future on the past,
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Always lost in blood and guts.
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And when they're gone, it's me and you.
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Living on a thin line,
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
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Living on a thin line,
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
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Living on a thin line.
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Living On A Thin Line
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| The Kinks |
