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[genesis, selling england by the pound] (t. banks / p. collins / p. gabriel / s. hackett / m. rutherford)
It's one o'clock and time for lunch, Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum-dum When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk.
There's always been ethel: Jacob, wake up! you've got to tidy your room now. And then mister lewis: Isn't it time that he was out on his own? Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you! Keep them moving blades sharp...
I know what I like, and I like what I know; Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. Sunday night, mr farmer called, said: Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you In the fire escape trade. come up to town! But I remebered a voice from the past; Gambling only plays when you're winning - I had to thank old miss mort for schooling a failure. Keep them moving blades sharp...
I know what I like, and I like what I know; Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.
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