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By Chumbawamba, Call me on my cellular
And I'll give you a free
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By Chumbawamba, If I had the wings of an angel
The dirty black
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By Chumbawamba, The blanket shit coverage we get on TV
Sells us paradise,
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By Chumbawamba, It is a real pleasure to be here with you
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By Chumbawamba, Don't tell me lies
I want it all
(Repeat)
I don't need
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By Chumbawamba, Justice, injustice
Justice, injustice
Drip feed democracy, and collective amnesia
A cocktail of
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By Chumbawamba, Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Is it enough, enough, enough?
(Repeat)
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By Chumbawamba, The weekend booze-up, out with your mates
To the Indian restaurant--open
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By Chumbawamba, There's entertainment
There's politics
There's popular culture
There's dialectics
But never the twain shall
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By Chumbawamba, Are you sitting comfortably?
Then I'll begin
The Story Of Kinnochio
The man
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By Chumbawamba, Sometimes when I'm feeling lonely
I just want some arms around
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By Chumbawamba, There's a hole in your knickers, dear Calvin, dear Calvin
There's
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By Chumbawamba, Twelve stitches in sixteen rows
Two inches overpacking on number ten
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By Chumbawamba, By building up the means for war, we thus preserve
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By Chumbawamba, Come out of our corners
Keep moving, keep changing, start working
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By Chumbawamba, I accept, I accept, I accept
I'll be gonna
I accept, I
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By Chumbawamba, One last taxi ride before we die
'This is destiny, she
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By Chumbawamba, Just when you figured it out someone lets you down
Who'll
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By Chumbawamba, It doesn't matter how rich or poor we are
Doesn't matter
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By Chumbawamba, At farnley park cricket ground there's a sycamore tree
And it
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By Chumbawamba, It's such an easy step
From lets forget to lest we
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By Chumbawamba, The millionaires are closing ranks
Tax-dodging in the race to the
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By Chumbawamba, And this is Steve Wright, we hope that those that
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By Chumbawamba, There's always been a pattern of struggle and defeat
Never that
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By Chumbawamba, Lie lie lie lie, lie lie lie, lie lie lie
Lie
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By Chumbawamba, Look, no strings--just paper, glue, and card
Hark, the angels sing
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By Chumbawamba, Here's the devil in disguise
Hits me right between the eyes
Like
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By Chumbawamba, I'm an anarchist, I'm the anti-christ
Well sort of not really
It's
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By Chumbawamba, Chapt. One - Manf Ugga-Ugga Freaks Out
Man grabbed hold of
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By Chumbawamba, Hey Manfred, what you doing back there?
Come on, come unclean,
