Unfortunately I'm coming from a bad end
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And I'm destined for a bad end
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But hanging around with you is like blood outta stone
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Getting stuff outta youse is like blood outta stone
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Blood outta stone
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You're history
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You've quit existation
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You're green grub
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And if I had any guts
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I'd turn those money tables up
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You dis-corporate bore
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You make me tired to the bone
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Cos getting things outta you....
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When all your friends have dissolved
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And you're yakking on the phone
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You're techno-grounded
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You're blood outta stone
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Might appear deranged
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But you're blood outta stone
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You're mutton dressed as lamb
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Cos you're blood outta stone
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At least I've got an aim, chick
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Blood outta stone
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But I'm working to an aim
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BLOOD OUTTA STONE
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The Fall |