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back in the eighties
the air smelled like roses
i flew my big black balloon
as an accountant, over the City
staring straight at the moon

then all my friends quit smoking
saying an ill wind had set in
none of us can win

i started drinking in City gymnasiums
hanging out with the guys
now all the streets are empty
no one calls I'm eating in
apricots from tins

get in the car
no
get in the car
no
look I said get in the car
i told you i'm not going
no
no
no
i'm not going
i won't get in the car
get in the car
no, i'm not going
back in the eighties   the air smelled like roses   i flew my big black balloon   as an accountant, over the City   staring straight at the moon      then all my friends quit smoking   saying an ill wind had set in   none of us can win      i started drinking in City gymnasiums   hanging out with the guys   now all the streets are empty   no one calls I'm eating in   apricots from tins      get in the car   no   get in the car   no   look I said get in the car   i told you i'm not going   no   no   no   i'm not going   i won't get in the car   get in the car   no, i'm not going
 
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