| England is ill and it is not alone
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| I heard it through the tinny speakers on a cameraphone
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| The things you hear and the things you see
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| Are amplified into a ca-ca-cacophony
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| The lost identity in my dream before
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| I ride the local train, I’m not above the law
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| Serendipity puts away with me
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| Houdini couldn’t escape from me
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| I wouldn’t bet my life (He wouldn’t bet his life)
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| Maybe things will change tomorrow
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| I wouldn’t bet my life (You would be mad to try)
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| Maybe things will change tomorrow
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| The daily grind, the moral wealth
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| A portrait of the national health
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| England is sick and I’m a casualty
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| I’m in a constant state of flux in terms of what to be
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| We generalise and we live inside
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| I feel we’re heading for a ca-ca-catastrophe
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| The lost identity in my dream before
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| I ride the local train, I’m not above the law
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| Serendipity took ahold of me
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| Fellini couldn’t have dreamt of this
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| I wouldn’t bet my life (He wouldn’t bet his life)
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| Maybe things will change tomorrow
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| I wouldn’t bet my life (You would be mad to try)
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| Maybe things will change tomorrow
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| The daily grind, the moral wealth
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| The family binds by means of stealth
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| A portrait of the national health
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| Did you hear? |
| (You what?)
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| I went down to the council today (What did they say?)
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| They sent me away (No way!)
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| My word holds no sway (Who's to blame?)
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| You are… (Oh yeah?)
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| I guess I couldn’t be tamed
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| The daily grind, the moral wealth
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| The family binds by means of stealth
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| A portrait of the national health! |