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Here in my home, just me under the great city
You won't find me out, not even if I shout
Walls made of lead, all around my bed
And when I close the door I'll be so happy

'Cause I got tins of beans, magazines
I am on my own, hang the phone

Here in my home, just me under the great city
You won't find me out, not even if you shout

And I'm thinking of the leaves
Which have blown from the trees
And how the Earth looks now

Once I kept a envelope (Earlier today, a woman found an envelope)
From an institution (She'd been sent from an important institution)
Inside of it I found (Inside, she discovered a government resolution)
A government resolution! (Apparently, it had been hidden some time where the rubble where the bank was stored)
Hidden in the rubble where the bank had been (It is thought to have contained highly classified information)
It must have been important, in somebody's dream (Highly classified information)

Now I reflect, exercise my intellect
Empires that have been, I wonder if they saved the Queen?
Here in my home, just me under the great city
Lots of time to spare, but I'm running low on air

I got tins of beans, magazines
I am on my own, hang the phone

Here in my home, just me under the great city
You won't find me out, not even if I shout

And I'm thinking of the leaves
Which have blown from the trees
And how the Earth looks now

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