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give me a story and give me a bedgive me possessionsoh love luck and money they go to my headlike wildfireit's good to have something to live for you'll findlive for tomorrowlive for a job and a perfect behindhigh timea-ah
England my country the home of the freesuch miserable weatherbut England's as happy as England can bewhy cryand did you know desire's a terrible thingthe worst that I could findand did you know desire's a terrible thingbut I rely on minea-ah
England my country the home of the freesuch miserable weatherbut England's as happy as England can bewhy cryand did you know desire's a terrible thingthe worst that I could findand did you know desire's a terrible thingbut I rely on minedid you know desire's a terrible thingit makes the world go blindbut if desire, desire's a terrible thingyou know that I really don't mind
[and] it's my [land/life]and it's my lifeand though I can't be sure what I want any moreit will come to me later
[well] it's my [land/life]and it's my lifeand though I can't be sure if I want any moreit will come to me later... ahyeah
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