You lit a flame in my heart
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And it is burning still
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And every time I hear you shout
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It still gives me a thrill
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I can see you up there
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With your right leg pumping
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Goodbye inspiration
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Voice of a generation
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Goodbye Inspiration
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I won't be playing Strummerville again
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You wore your heart on your sleeve
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With honesty and pride
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You gave me hope,made me believe
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That what I did was right
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You brought out a passion
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That had long been missing
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Yeah you brought out a passion
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That you never stopped giving
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[Chorus x2]
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And if music seems mundane
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It's cos the companies get their own way
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And all the young bands seem to say
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Please turn our rebellion into money
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So thanks for giving me my creed
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I'll try to stay onside
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Y'or helping me to dare to dream
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After all this time
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Cos I still see you up there
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On a stage and playing
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Yeah I still see you up there
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I still agree with what your saying
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[Chorus x2]
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Strummerville
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Stiff Little Fingers |