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Housemartins Now That's What I Call Quite Good... Bow Down Mother, Father, I think that I would rather Stay at home with you for another year. That building's so tall and it makes me feel so small That I might get lost and simply disappear. Evil smiles won't change my mind, I'm worried and I'm not a worrying kind. Why's 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 couldn't move his mouth to speak And I could bent him into any shape I wanted him to be Evil smiles won't change my mind, I'm worried and I'm not a worrying kind. Why's 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 that's way the story goes. A flying start for the briefcase crew. Oh, you didn't have to teach me like you did But you did. Oh, you didn't have to beat me like you did But you did. But you did... You did. You did... |
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