Hey Joey, hey Johnny
And the brothers who came and go
I
Look out of your window in the middle of the
Nothing for young people in Colchester
There's nothing for them to
Sitting at home with nothing to do
Feeling part of a
Cheap labor in disguise
Youth opportunities, government lies
Keeps young kids of
It's Saturday morning and the weekend is here
Friday night was
It was just another night in good old London town
She
Wall is full,the strings are pulled
Magic's in there
The time has
You're living in a police state
Unfair justice, laws out of
We're told to shut up, sit down and obey
To them
Shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow
My heart's in the
Five days a week in a factory
I can't take anymore
A neat kind of song that sounds so pretty
A million
You go town on a Saturday night
You just ain't happy
I wanna have the chance to go where I want
With
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