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Sanitize the party |
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In some sick disguise |
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We're a different colour |
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Some plain eyes |
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It's shining, clear, advancing |
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Our competition's taste |
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Oh my infidels of blooded face |
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No look don't jump in now |
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Or you'll be the next |
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You'll know what it is to lose conciousness |
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Take that chance |
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One More Time |
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Shout it clear |
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London's mine |
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Raise them kids |
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Decorate that line |
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London's mine |
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Your pulse will climb |
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She had a nightmare you know |
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Are they gonna know? |
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She crashed her dream, does he see her choke? |
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You woke me crudely |
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You're far more talkative |
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With silence comes the warning |
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That leaves you weak |
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Take that chance |
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One More Time |
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Shout it clear |
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London's mine |
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Raise them kids |
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Decorate that line |
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Stick that trust it's dangerous |
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That figurative line, |
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London's mine |
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Shake shake your own fist |
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This is the will of the poor |
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The mindless for violence kick the walls |
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Your happy gay abandons |
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Your lactic acid arms |
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Electrocuted ether in my lungs |
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Left Follows Left |
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Left Follows Right |
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And all the time I'm thinking |
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Christ where's my badge |
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And where's my sleeve |
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My sleeve |
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My sleeeeeeve |
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Take that chance |
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One More Time |
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Shout It Clear |
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London's Mine |
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Raise them kids |
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Decorate that line |
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Stick that chance |
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You're dangerous |
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Whooooooooa London's Mine! |
