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Mother, father, I think that I would rather Stay at home with you for another year That buildings so tall and it makes me feel so small That I might get lost and simply disappear Evil smiles wont change my mind Im worried and Im not the worrying kind Whys that man rubbing his hands Looking at me writing down his plans? Today I have been moulding plasticine And I made a little man who looked just like me His limbs were so weak and he couldnt move hiw mouth to speak And I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be Evil smiles wont change my mind Im worried and Im not the worrying kind Whys that man rubbing his hands Looking at me writing down his plans? Those kids with the blazers on They went in with names on their elbows Came home with medals on Spit it out thats the way the story goes A flying start for the briefcase crew Oh, you didnt have to teach me like you did But you did And you didnt have to beat me like you did But you did But you did You did You did

Clambering men in big bad boots
Dug up my den, dug up my roots
Treated us like plasticine town
They built us up and knocked us down

From Meccano to Legoland
Here they come with a brick in their hand
Men with heads filled up with sand

Are you ready
Are you ready
Are you ready
Are you ready
Are you ready for the time of life
It’s time to stand up and fight
So alright
So alright

Fun, fun, fun (jeremy)
Me, me, me (fifi)
Take, take, take (jeremy)
Fun, fun, fun
James dean posters on their wall
{five killed in a car-crash}
What a sad little end to it all
{five killed in a car-crash}

It's happy hour again
I think I might be happy if I wasn't out with them
And they're happy it's a lovely place to be
Happy that the fire is real the barman is a she
Where the haircuts smile
And the meaning of style
Is a night out with the boss
Where you win or you lose

Me and the Farmer get on fine
Through stormy weather and bottles of wine
If I pull my weight he?ll treat me well
But if I?m late he?ll give me hell
And thought it?s all hard work no play
Farmer is a happy crook
Jesus hates him everyday
?cause jesus gave and farmer took

Sitting on a fence is a man who sees no sense in fighting
Sitting on a fence is a man who sees no sense at all
Sitting on a fence is a man who strokes his twenty beards
Sitting on a fence is a man who drink real ale

But the real problem with this man
Is he says he can't when he can
He'd rather not get his hands dirty

They smiled so much and waved their flags
As she saluted to the military band
Most of the people failed to see
She had a broken bottle in the other hand

She took them by surprise when she took them by the throat
And said, "My friend, you're not allowed to vote"
But they shook it all off with a nervous laugh and cough

You can put it down to lack of patience
You can put it down to lack of sleep
But it's in my head to stay in bed
Tucked under the sheets

They said if you try to get on I'd get on
They said there were chances
But now my chance has gone