Fag ends fill the road
empty cider bottles across the green
the glow of the street lamps fill the
street with a sunset shine as it bounces back
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The old man in the pub with pork pie hat on
the one with the tweed jacket and the walking
stick
sits at the end of the bar reading a paper
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Now how did this happen
how did this all happen
drinking that much of a night, i wont be doing that again
waking in up in a room, on a street i don't know
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Just anouther street in the city
all the occupents hide behind their curtains
all hid away and render themselves invisable
making no contact
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Who made the rules
are there any rules?
If there is
can you show me.
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This place is the weird and
wonderful
it's surreal and unique
the sun drips it's heat all across the
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Watching your team lose is always hard to take. Doesnt matter what sport, your team loses you can't help but feel sad.
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Standing at the bar
she walks in through the door
i've seen her so many times in here before
but i've never said a word
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I've been taken over by the
darkness
i've had my time in the light
so i'll cover it up
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