woke up this morning and the streets were full of cars
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all bright and shiny like they'd just arrived from mars
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and as i stumbled through last nights drunken debris
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the paperboy screamed out the headlines in the street
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another war and now the pound is looking weak
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and tell me have you read about the latest freak?
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we're bingo numbers and our names are obsolete
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why do i feel bitter when i should be feeling sweet
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hello, hello turn your radio on
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is there anybody out there?
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help me sing my song
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la la la life is a strange thing
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just when you think you learned how to use it
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it's gone
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woke up this morning and my head was in a daze
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a brave new world has dawned upon the human race
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where words are meaning less and everything's surreal
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gonna have to reach my friends to find out how i feel
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and if i taste the honey is it really sweet
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and do i eat it with my hands or with my feet?
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does anybody really listen when i speak
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or will i have to say it all again next week
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hello, hello turn your radio on
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is there anybody out there?
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help me sing my song
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hello, hello turn your radio on
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is there anybody out there?
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tell me what went wrong
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la la la life is a strange thing
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life is a strange thing
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hello, hello turn your radio on
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is there anybody out there?
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help me sing my song
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la la la life is a strange thing
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just when you think you learned how to use it
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it's gone.
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Hello (Turn Your Radio On)
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| Shakespear's Sister |
