Walls signed with autographs,
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Ceilings full of echoed laughs,
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Something's disappear.
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Gurus on roller skates,
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Capital for swinging fetes
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The area is to be cleared.
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A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
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As it smoulders to its grave.
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Disappear with the fun and the fear
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Another chance to misbehave.
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Organ tinkling organ,
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Marriage planning children,
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Spinning, round and round.
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rusty swings and roundabouts,
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Disco's full of layabouts,
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Nowhere to be found.
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A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
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As it smoulders to its grave.
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Disappear with the fun and the fear
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Another chance to misbehave.
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Come on then we'll go down there,
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Let's see the local ash tray,
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Let's see if we can be happy,
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We'll mess about just you and me,
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I must try to make it home before tea.
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Walls signed with autographs,
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Ceilings full of echoed laughs,
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Something's disappear.
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Gurus on roller skates,
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Capital for swinging fetes
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The area is to be cleared.
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A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
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As it smoulders to it's grave.
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Disappear with the fun and the fear
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Another chance to misbehave.
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A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
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As it smoulders to its grave.
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Disappear with the fun and the fear
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Another chance to misbehave.
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Disappear
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Madness |