There was that song you wrote
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About the king who went broke
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It was the story of you
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From the point of view of your death bed blues
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And you will never believe in me again
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Until that final day when you
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You sign, you sign out in that questionable way
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You always wrote a song a day
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And there were always words
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And it made me want to say "Shut up"
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I'm in the Hearts Club
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I'm in the Hearts Club Band
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And I'm not ever ever coming back
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I ride on the back of your life
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But I never take your advice
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You were cruel in a different way than I was used to
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And you have the funniest smile I've ever seen
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You look, you look better under water
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Where my eyes can't see
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The details in the face of who you pretend to be
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You always wrote a song a day
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And there was never room for yesterday's news
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I'm on the back end of you
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I'm in the Hearts Club
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I'm in the Hearts Club Band
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And I'm not ever ever coming back
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I'm in the Hearts Club
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I'm in the Hearts Club Band
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And I'm not ever
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No I'm not, no I'm not
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Ever ever coming back
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Hearts Club Band
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| Martha Wainwright |
