| It’s getting harder these days
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| To keep my cool
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| But don’t get me wrong
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| I was never great
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| I remember days when money didn’t matter
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| I was building forts and swamps in the summers
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| And you were serving tea to the Queen
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| And everything was beautiful
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| Yeah, we’d run around like animals
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| And I, I, I, I heard you say
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| It’s getting harder these days
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| It’s getting harder these days
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| We ran away into the night
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| Chasing trains like crazies out of our minds
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| With no more to lose than our Sunday shoes
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| We packed our bags and said goodbye
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| We were not afraid
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| We were not afraid
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| I remember days when money didn’t matter
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| I was building forts and swamps in the summers
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| And you were serving tea to the Queen
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| And everything was beautiful
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| Yeah, we’d run around like animals
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| And I, I, I, I heard you say
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| It’s getting harder these days
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| It’s getting harder these days
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| We ran away into the night
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| Chasing trains like crazies out of our minds
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| Oh, and no more to lose than our Sunday shoes
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| We packed our bags, we said goodbye
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| We said, look outside, the sun is rising
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| Look outside, the sun is rising
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| Look outside, the sun is rising
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| Look outside, the sun is rising
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| I remember days when money didn’t matter
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| I was building forts and swamps in the summers
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| And you were serving tea to the Queen |