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(One two three)
Stepping into small life
Nowhere, England
Shaking hands with the big town life idiots
I was trying to pick up some ordinariness
From the shopping bag
Inspirational quoir
Picking up a detail from a muscle magaine
Whilst talking to someone else's wife
And wondering "Do I really care about sheet metal workers?"
Caught you looking through your shop window reflection
(Shop window reflection) x 3
Some run-down amusmant arcade humour
Like cheap beer and instant coffee was pouring out
Over the city's pavements
Calling closing time on that cinema-queue fervour
And Thursday night on the railway line
As life and death burn away in the distance
And a billion TV screens close their weary eyes
Don't you know me?
I know you
I know you, I know you
I know you, I know you
Nowhere, England
Shaking hands with the big town life idiots
I was trying to pick up some ordinariness
Inspirational quoir
Whilst talking to someone else's wife
And wondering "Do I really care about sheet metal workers?"
Like cheap beer and instant coffee was pouring out
Over the city's pavements
Calling closing time on that cinema-queue fervour
As life and death burn away in the distance
And a billion TV screens close their weary eyes
I know you
I know you, I know you
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