I never thought I'd see the day
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When you became what you've become
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It's easy now just to look away
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And leave your conscience on the run
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Spend so much time not looking for answers
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Someone else's to blame
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As long as you don't take the drop
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To you it's all the same
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Blood, sweat and tears
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Really don't matter
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Just the things that you do
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In this garden
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Some time I like to get away
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Chase a thought and fly
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The people here will never change
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They're too scared to look outside
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Community spirit neighbourhood watch
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Curtains twitching all the time
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Got to have a look at what next door's got
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Cos your credit's on the line
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The other day I saw a fox
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He was running for his life
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His eyes were wide but his mind was shut
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To the redcoat's bugle calls
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But when he got home his path was blocked
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By some 'sportman's' clever guise
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And if this how far your culture's got
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Then I deny it
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The crackdown starts
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The law descends and the nightmare starts again
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Though they tighten the security net
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There's always one who gets away ...
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This Garden
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| The Levellers |
