| It’s a bitter pill
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| Everyday they make me swallow it down
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| And it’s against my will
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| Well, I spend a lot of time
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| Just hanging round, waiting
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| In the broken down places
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| That you really wouldn’t want to see
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| Well, I spend a lot of time
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| Just hanging round, hanging
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| On the broken down people
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| That you really wouldn’t want to be
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| I need something to believe in
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| Someone to come in and feel it
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| All education’s gone
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| Everyday I start off in the right
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| And drift into the wrong
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| Well, I spend a lot of time
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| Just hanging round, waiting
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| In the broken down places
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| That you really wouldn’t want to see
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| Well, I spend a lot of time
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| Just hanging round, hanging
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| On the broken down people
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| That I really never want to be
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| I need something to believe in
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| Someone to come in and feel it
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| And I realize you think we’re antisocial
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| And the reason why’s the love that never showed up
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| I need something to believe in
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| Someone to come in and feel it
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| Tell me something I didn’t know…
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| There must be some hidden feeling
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| Someone to help me to feel it
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| Tell me something I didn’t know… |