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We're building up to nothing |
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Can make it last all day |
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They're handing out the pitchforks |
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To keep the tide at bay |
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Through time and tide will never wait |
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We'll stand our ground and celebrate |
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A song of no-involvement |
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A show of no-concern |
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A song of no-involvement |
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We're far too good to burn |
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Well indolence is blissful |
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Employment is the curse |
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Once bitten makes you work shy |
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You've gone from bad to worse |
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The winds of change whatever they they bring |
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We'll turn our backs and learn to sing |
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A song of no-involvement |
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A picture of restraint |
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A song of no-involvement |
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The world will have to wait |
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"A sense of within which knoweth sin |
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And makes you pay with guilt each day" |
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That still small voice inside your head |
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To those wo look for answers |
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Or seek to rule the roost |
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Go sign your ignoramus |
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'cause we're the living proof |
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Live and let live and learn to forgive |
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Come Heaven or Hell we'll join in with |
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A song of no-involvement |
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A testament to sloth |
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A song of no-involvement |
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Sounds good upon my oath |
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A song of no-involvement |
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Sure, this life is such a farce |
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A song of no-involvement |
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The world can kiss my arse |
