Who needs sunshine? Things are fine
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Strangers smiling, train's on time
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Who needs sunshine? All the time
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Smoking's banned, no more crime
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Who needs sunshine? Things are fine
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Strangers smiling, train's on time
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Who needs sunshine? All the time
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(Everybody clap and sing and do a happy dance)
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Ahh, morning glory, so what's the story?
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It's pissin down again but that's hunky dory
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Though it's stormy the time has arrived for a 9 to the 5
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That'll bore me, as much as the dude who pursued it -
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Before me - gave it his heart
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Literally - he got knifed in the car park
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Now he'll live forever as a figure on a bar chart
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But that's life so enough about him
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Same old shite with the tubes on a strike,
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And I can't pedal in cause they teefed my bike
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Again, suppose I got myself to blame
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See it never woulda happened if I'd used two chains
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Looks of disgust on the bus from commuters,
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Like I'm a mutant carrying a shooter
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Move to the front then it smacks-that I'm wearing
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A back-pack plus I ain't shaved for a month
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If you're bored of London then you're bored of life
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Look, why the fuck you think people carry a knife?
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See they gotta stay sharp when the humour flows
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As I answer a phonecall a tumour grows
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Words are exchanged, now my plans have changed
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My boy's been detained cause he caught a train -
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Coulda shown more resilience, yes he's a silly-one
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Shoulda known better bein' dark and Brazilian
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Hear it everyday and the shit folks say
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UK's in decay, that it's hit rock bottom
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If it's all gone rotten get your arse to Spain
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And sit there and complain cause it ain't all bad:
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So the healthcare's fucked and our schools are doomed
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But you shouldn't just assume that the youths are thick
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Kids learn new tricks from their mobile phone
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But you moan cause they only make Kung Fu flicks
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Stop complaining
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Moaning moaning constant whine
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Just stop complaining
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Same old shit all the time
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As I look 'em in the eyeball it's viable they absent -
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Minded a¢æ¡° everyone except for the blind-kid
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Cause' he's the only smiling the others look unreceptive
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Defective and then I'm reminded
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That this is Londinium, home to a million
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Things that a brilliant and that's why it's silly
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That civility and happiness are kept to a minimum
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Civilians are never satisfied
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Greedy little fucks with their eyes in the classifieds
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Here's where the matter-lies, that-aside from the fact that
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No one is engulfed by the war in the gulf
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But everybody sighs when some cokehead slapper-cries
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Pack-of-lies from the guys at the top who monopolise
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Don't seem to care when a copper-dies
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We're more concerned with the TV to see
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If our favourite fat celebrity can go and drop-a-size
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Who Needs Sunshine?
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