| Richard’s on the street with all the lonely poeple
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| Trying to get a job and getting nowhere
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| So now this is what he got
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| A new kind of dedication
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| He doesen’t feel lost
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| He walks into the station
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| And Richard takes a train to go uptown
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| You know he’s gonna find a place where the money just walks around
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| And with the grace of a wildcat
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| He steals a bag without detection
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| Walks on tiptoes right back
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| To make the right connection.
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| And when he leaves this world
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| Well then he won’t feel alone
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| Now the fighting has all gone.
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| No more just trying to hold on To the dreams of this world
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| Where he never quite belonged.
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| Belinda meets a friend at a pub called 'The Gun'
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| It’s full of lots of lonely people all ot trying to have some fun.
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| She says, «I'll be right back»
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| Although you know it’s only ten to one
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| Her eyes are just like a wild cat
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| And where’s the summer gone.
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| She’s been working on the ships for easy money
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| It’s a bigger kind of tip and that may be because
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| You run a bigger kind of risk
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| She’s got the dedication written in a kiss
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| In the promise of intoxicated bliss.
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| She’s misunderstood for all the lonely people
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| Living in the world and getting nowhere,
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| Something always just goes wrong.
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| Why should they try to hold on To the dreams of this world
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| Where they never wuite belonged.
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| Gina says she’s gonna stop,
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| Settle down, you know, give it all up,
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| But it’s so hard to give it up When all your friends say they just can’t
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| Stop.
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| They beat up a girl on the Ford Estate with a baseball bat
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| Last night the vigilante city fathers tried to get their daughters back.
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| They didn’t understand
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| A different kind of smack was needed
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| Than the back of the hand
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| Yeah, something else was always needed.
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| This is for all the misunderstood lonely people
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| Living in the world and getting nowhere
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| Something always just goes wrong.
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| Why should they try to hold on To the dreams of this world
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| Where they never quite belonged?
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| Where they never quite belonged. |