Back In The Game
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Take your brother down to the sea,
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Have two's on a cigarette.
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Young sons mozy it happily
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Learn facts on the soviet
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A crowded room that holds just three, takes four do you connect?
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And all this shit means fuck all to me.
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Long livers in the sunset.
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So crazy Billy Jay Jones, robs banks just for the shits
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Man alone giggling so stoned, pick up the phone
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Cos that money I leant you said was just a loan
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You're danger prone, with too much gel and a whiff of dad's cologne
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Leave me alone,
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Cos now you come down and you just go and lower the tone
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Chorus
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But after about ten near minutes, he was back in the game.
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Thought he was done man, thought he was finished,
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But he's back up again
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And after about ten near minutes, he was back in the game.
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Thought he was done man, thought he was finished,
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But he's back up again.
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With a tainted brain of intoxication purple heart smartarse
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Got on the transistor, said that you missed her,
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Looking for selectors and found no one better than you.
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With bother boy blues, take up the old
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Tick up the avenues. And talk like you do what you do,
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Takin up time, but now it comes down and it's for who the bell tolls.
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Chorus
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And after about ten near minutes, he was back in the game.
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Thought he was done man, thought he was finished,
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But he's back up again
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And after about ten near minutes, he was back in the game.
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Thought he was done man, thought he was finished,
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But he's back up again.
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Back In The Game
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Jamie T |