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There were blue skies in my city today |
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Ev'rything was sinking |
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Said snow would come on Sunday |
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The old school was due and the traffic grew |
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Upon the Westway |
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Where I stood watching comets lonesome trails |
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Shining up above me the jet fuel it fell |
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Down to earth where the money always comes first |
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And the sirens sing |
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Bring us the day they switch off the machines |
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'Cause men in yellow jackets putting adverts inside my dreams |
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An automated song and the whole world gone |
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Fallen under the spell of the distance between us when we communicate |
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Still picking up shortwave |
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Somewhere they're out in space |
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It depends how you're wired when the night's on fire |
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Under the Westway |
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Now it's magic arrows hitting the bull |
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Doing one eighty still standing at last call |
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When the flags coming down |
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And the Last Post sounds |
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Just like a love song |
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For the way I feel about you |
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Paradise not lost it's in you |
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On a permanent basis I apologize |
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But I am going to sing |
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Hallelujah |
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Sing it out loud and sing it to you |
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Am I lost out at sea |
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'Til a tide wash me up off the Westway |