| And I’d have a house under the ground
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| All my friends would all come round
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| Laugh about the ones that got away
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| I wouldn’t know the time of year
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| It’s easier to tan down here
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| I find it funny, I laugh at people
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| And don’t know why
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| I sometimes giggle, if there’s an earthquake
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| Where good people die
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| And I’d have a house under the ground
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| All my friends would all come round
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| Laugh about the ones that got away
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| I wouldn’t know the time of year
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| It’s easier to tan down here
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| I’ll make the big man, I’ll do what I can
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| I’ll suffer for my sins
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| Speak with a deep voice, listen to metal
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| So that the good guys never win
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| And I’d have a house under the ground
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| All my friends would all come round
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| Laugh about the ones that got away
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| I wouldn’t know the time of year
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| It’s easier to tan down here
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| Yeah you should see them all
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| When you sit in on Christmas day
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| But at six o' clock, on the sixth of June is OK
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| Got my life under the sun, pay for the things I’ve done
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| Pay for my mistakes
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| And I’d have a house under the ground
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| All my friends would all come round
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| Laugh about the ones that got away
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| I wouldn’t know the time of year
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| It’s easier to tan down here
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| House under the ground
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| House under the ground
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| House under the ground
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| And I’d have a house under the ground
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| All my friends would all come round
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| Laugh about the ones that got away
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| I wouldn’t know the time of year
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| It’s easier to tan down here |