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I'm pushed and pulled and shunted,
Man-handled and man-hunted,
By those faceless names.
You've got nine lives,
I've got eight,
I just can't wait
To lock the door,
And throw the keys away.
I'll call as soon as it's all over,
Let's wait until the World is sober.
The World is wide,
Manhattan chase,
Misguided missiles spin in space,
I feel like a sundial in the shade,
Where flowers fade...
I feel like a poor relation,
Passing through an empty station,
On this empty track.
I'm half poverty,
Half oysters,
No morals,
Tarnished laurels,
Going nowhere fast.
You don't get smoke without a fire,
Next time I'll vote for Billy Liar.
I hate liars,
I hate cheats,
Waving flags and saving nations,
Goodbye love, Goodbye Peace,
I hate war,
It ruins conversation.
WRITERS
IAN ZACHARY BROUDIE, TERRY HALL
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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