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This is what I found online:
Pick out a few, get something easy,
Got a lot of excuses just to keep yourself here.
Without a clue we’re taking a number
Cos we’re just feeling under at the end of this day
Over to you, under a ceiling
That we don’t quite believe in, but are willing to try
After we do it isn’t much closer
So beginning to wonder, where its taking us next
Sometimes you look where you go,
But you never really do know,
In a race to go down, under a world full of animal sounds
Looking through glass,
And waking the neighbours,
Cos you want them to save us
From keeping you here
Making a start, under a ceiling, that you don’t quite believe in,
But are willing to try
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