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Your `fight them on the beaches' speeches make me despair 'Cause if there's one thing we can guarantee is you will not he there Tidying your room, making up your bed And if your diary's full that week you'll send us lot instead Send us lot instead, put a poppy by my lovers bed We believe you when you say you've hurt your back Have you ever been away Where were you when we took Calais? You don 't know, you don't care You 're just glad that you wasn't there Have you ever been away I'm afraid your Rule Britannia mania doesn't ring so true If I was captain of the waves I'd turn the gun on you Any last requests before you join dead? I'll crap into your Union Jack and wrap it round your head Wrap it round your head, take a look at all the blood we've shed We'll believe you when you say it was worth it Liberate the streets of Europe, give our kids a chance Give them Beaujolais by tap and cheap day trips to France But you have never seen or smelt this ungodly death It's like the stench of roasted lamb upon your father's breath
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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