Born on a different cloud from the ones that have burst round town It´s no surprise to me that yer classless, clever and free...
Loaded just like the gun You´re the hero that´s still unsung Living on borrowed time You´re my sun and you´re gonna shine
Talking to myself again This time I think I´m getting through It´s funny how you think It´s funny when you do
Lonely soul Busy working overtime Nothing ever gets done Specially when your hands are tied
Lonely soul Baking up your mother´s pride Nothing ever gets done Not until your war´s won
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