Here he comes again
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on the radio, another misogynist
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calling her a bitch, calling her a whore
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and then he'll use a big word,
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use a big word some of the time
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just to make it rhyme
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just to make it rhyme.
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Here it comes again
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got to keep it real, another hymn to violence
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suffocating joy, draining all ideals
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another hymn to violence,
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give me silence some of the time
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just to make it rhyme
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just to make it rhyme.
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So words are thrown to waste,
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and women are debased for fun
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and as they start to sing
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I can't help wondering
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what we've become?
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Oh, here it comes again,
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on my new TV, another well-fed schoolboy
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saying he's a man, but what kind of man,
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puts down women, puts down women
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all the time
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just to make it rhyme,
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just to make it rhyme?
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Here it comes again, [x4]
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on the radio,
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calling her a bitch, [x2]
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calling her a whore. [x3]
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Here it comes again, [x4]
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on the radio,
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calling her a bitch, [x2]
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calling her a whore. [x3]
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Here it comes again. [x10]
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radio/radios. [x16]
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Here it comes again. [x2]
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Here It Comes Again
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The Proclaimers |