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But whats the use of singing songs if they dont make people smile? The words I write are real and true. Dont they remind you of your childhood? I cant say that they do. In fact I cant relate to them one bit Then you arent a human being, and you are also full of shit &nb


IWentToLondonandMetTheJamI Went Down To London and Met The JamIWentToLondonandMetTheJam
Well I Went Down to London I met The Jam and came back here met The Jam and came back here came back here for another year...
I went down to D.C. I shot George Bush (dubya) and came back here Shot George Bush and came back here Came back here for another year
I went to the disco I danced to some soul and came back home Danced some soul and came back here Came back here for another year


Walking'Walking"Walking
The streets at night are so damn cold and lonely Seems to be the only place for me The lights outside the windows of the homely Remind me of a place I'd rather be


Red SquaresRed SquaresRed Squares
We had the world in the palm of our hands But we let it get away We had the world in the palm of our hands But we let it get away
Red Squares are everywhere Theyre spinning in my head Red squares are everywhere..
I had a bird she was lookin fine But I let her get away I had a bird she was lookin fine
But I let her get away
I was alone I had nothing to do So I put a record on I was alone I had nothin to do so I started to sing along..
Red squares are everywhere...
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