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Living your life like you're bull in the trade
He doesn't know how it feels
Under my thumb like a bone under nail
She's in the know, how's it feel?

Live your life under machine guns
Canary down the mine

Maybe I'm on the lever

Spoiling my broth like a radio kid
Programmed computerised mind
Waving my luck under your nose
Like I found a four leaf clover

Live your life under machine guns
Canary down the mine

Maybe I'm on the lever

Turn the mirrors face the wall
Don't you feel a little weak?
And I'd catch you when you fall
But you're falling all the time
Do you need it anymore?
Or do you need a little more?

Maybe I'm on the lever

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Lever
Silverchair



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