Wish I could lie in the sun
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The same things as anyone
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Wish I could lie down there
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With my feet, high in the air
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I'd have a drink in my hand
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Read words from a newspaper stand
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Wish I could lie in the sun
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Wish I could fly like everyone
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Same things as anyone
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Same things as anyone
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But you burn me up you paint my skin
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In bad designs that ain't even in
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My skin's crawling up the wall
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Into the ocean I'd love to fall
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I hear the sounds but they ain't the same
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As feeling them with you two feet away
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There's always more worse off than me
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Suppose I'm lucky I can even see
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All the people that I'd like to be
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Passing me by everyday in the street
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Same things as anyone
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Same things as anyone
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But you burn me up you paint my skin
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In bad designs that ain't even in
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I got good lungs, got a good heart
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My mind is fit, and my feet can walk
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And here I am in the shade on the street
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Asking people for money to eat
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What did I ever do to deserve this?
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Did I kill a child or something worse?
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Same things as anyone
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What's the reason maybe make you feel
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How much more fortunate you are than me
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Lying In The Sun
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Stereophonics |