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This fledgling is ready to fly
Once again
They need some stories to tell
When they're dead
They think they're misunderstood
I'm afraid
Please patronise for the good

They think we're misunderstood
And we are
Please patronise for the good

We're not the same
I can't complain
You've lost the will to live again
We're not the same
I can't complain
You've lost the will to live again

So to spare the knowledge
That we've got
You've go to kill your young
And to rest in peace from everything you've got
You've got to kill your young
This fledgling is ready to fly  Once again  They need some stories to tell  When they're dead  They think they're misunderstood  I'm afraid  Please patronise for the good    They think we're misunderstood  And we are  Please patronise for the good    We're not the same  I can't complain  You've lost the will to live again  We're not the same  I can't complain  You've lost the will to live again    So to spare the knowledge  That we've got  You've go to kill your young  And to rest in peace from everything you've got  You've got to kill your young