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Well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth, |
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Cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth, |
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Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof, |
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Nothing’s changed, |
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Sometimes words don’t say enough, |
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Sometimes silence says too much, |
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You too close for comfort but too far to touch, |
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Nothing’s changed, |
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Sun still shiny in the play ground, |
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Water still running like a grey hound, |
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My heads still drumming when I lay down, |
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Nothing strange, |
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We still rattle round the same town, |
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Like two little stones in a coke can, |
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Like two lost kids at a fairground, |
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Nothing’s changed, |
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Car alarms ringing in the dead of the night, |
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Drunk man singing in the morning light, |
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You too brave to fall but too scared to fight, |
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Sun still shining in the play ground, |
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Water still running like a greyhound, |
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My heads still drumming when I lay down, |
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Nothing strange, |
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We’re just dancers waiting in the wings, |
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Ain’t no answers blowing in the wind, |
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Ain’t no saint no sin, |
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And nothings changed. |