Well he shouts and wakes the whole street up
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He says 'I've never believed in you anyway'
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He says 'Now what the hell do you want to lecture me for
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To keep the approaching years at bay?'
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And as the curtains opposite open slight
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They see a front door slam
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And God the Father to His chosen Son
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Shouts 'Be saved or You'll be damned'
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And the years go past
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Nothing changes 'cept the date
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This time, it's just the same as the last
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It's always just too late
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He smashed the car again last night
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And he can't bang out the dent
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He was trying to pull down the biggest monument
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Wallpaper medals decorate the soldiers
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But the memories have peeled away
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Well people fight, they come and go like politicians
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So proud to have nothing to say
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Well there were moving pictures on the news at ten
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Why they rioted, it's a mystery
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Well let's play tin soldiers at Goose Green
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I never said we learned from history
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And the years go past
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Nothing changes 'cept the date
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This time, it's just the same as the last
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It's always just too late
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Splashed across breakfast on this morning's papers
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One of the soldiers was bent
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He was trying to pull down the biggest monument
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Eyes light in the twilight twilight
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Dusk of a late-night bar, late-night bar
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Well they both believe in love at first sight
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Provided you can't see the scars
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And mummy did it and his daddy too
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Otherwise how could they be here
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Will you have me in sickness and in health
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Til death do us part and we'll get divorced next year
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And the years go past
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Nothing changes 'cept the date
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This time, it's just the same as the last
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It's always just too late
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He got smashed again last night
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His hard-earned money came and went
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He just tried to pull down the biggest monument
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Yesterday in tomorrow's world
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They invented the wheel again
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Someone died in Hollywood
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And then he was proclaimed King of the Insane
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And tomorrow it's in the papers
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The next day it's on the news
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And it all happened just like this before
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You know I'm starting to get confused
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Yeah and the years go past
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Nothing changes 'cept the date
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This time, it's just the same as the last
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It's always just too late
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We get born with history on our shoulders
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We still can't afford the rent
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When you try to pull down the biggest monument
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The Biggest Monument
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John Wesley Harding |