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Colourful compartments.
Desert island views.
Elusive in England.
Forget the fabrications.
Give us all a clue.
Have faith in horizon.
Intercity interlude.
Jack and Jill rub thigh's and think it's rude.
Keeping close along the line.
Lovers losing sense of time.
In England...
In England...
In England...
In England...(
Ooooooo that's nice, Ooooooo Paradise).
Many manifestos.
Nailed up on the wall.
Out of the blue...
Only for you.
Printed regulations.
Quick to disapprove.
Restrictions restrictions.
Skin and bones can't find a way.
To keep the Britisch blues at bay.
Underneath the surface laughter.
Voices quiver in the dark.
In England...
In England...
In England...
In England...(
Ooooooo that's nice, Ooooooo Paradise).
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