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Tell me, what are you complaining about?
Complaint is just spilling from your mouth.
Turned on by trite TV dramas,
You grow latter. everyday.
So tell me.
How come that's my fault?

See them down on the street,
See them go and strut their stuff.
Out, with their heads in the air,
Nothing in there, nothing at all.
Oh, how they'll feel the blow,
Like, germs, I see them grow.
Oh, how they'll feel the blow,
Like, germs, I see them grow.

Yes, you were kind to me at first.
Whatever I did, you were kind.
You were always apprehensive
When you looked at me.
You always lent me your ear.
I haven't changed at all,
So why do I have to put up with it?

See them down on the street,
See them go and strut their stuff.
Out, with their heads in the air,
Nothing in there, nothing at all.
Oh, how they'll feel the blow,
Like, germs, I see them grow.
Oh, how they'll feel the blow,
Like, germs, I see them grow.

You haven't changed at all,
I still care for you
However do you ever listen to what I say?
Do any of my words sink in?
You scream because
You can't get what you want
I haven't changed at all.

See them down on the street,
See them go and strut their stuff.
Out, with their heads in the air,
Nothing in there, nothing at all.
Oh, how they'll feel the blow,
Like, germs, I see them grow.
Oh, how they'll feel the blow,
Like, germs, I see them grow.

Can't you see that everything is down to you.

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