This England made me Between the war and the rockets flying And from the crib it saves me And teach me wrong and right
Then the world was talking But never got it's chance to say When there's too much talking Nobody hears the words you say
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You won't see And baby now I won't hear These blind communications Only last throughout the year And half of what we're saying Is halfway near the truth And blind communications For a million hearts and fools
I am a witness To a land of a million fools All placing bets on life Then hate the ones who lose And all who're lonely Never get the chance to say That their one and only Would be the chance to even play
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Hello Monday The weekend's just a blur I've been burning bridges And now I'm begging at your door So I keep on working 'Cause it's a chance for me to pay For too much talking When you believe the words I say
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