Baby you're a quick study
I think you know that game
Once the path's been cut honey
It won't grow back the same
Talk to me of California
Talk to me of Wigan Pier
Old Man Crow is here to warn ya
We don't like your type round here
Lift your eyes up to the heavens
It is the last deceit
Oh my friends my gutter brethren
Won't suffer the same defeat
Children of the alleys gather
Children of the skies will roll
We'll rain our aces
You will fold fold fold
Don't tell me I've been wasting time
Got a few minutes left before blackout
We may be dancing on the line
But there are still some things to sing about
You could see the tide had come in
Could hear the devil choir
Couldn't bring yourself to help
So you just took command to fire
But baby I can start a riot
I'm gonna call you out
You'll wish we stayed singing
When we lift our voice to shout
You thought it was dead and buried
A long long time ago
Don't read about it in the red tops
Hear it on the radio
Take this lesson little soldier
Sit still and learn it well
That ghost'll raise some eyebrows
That ghost'll raise some hell
Don't tell me I've been wasting time
Got a few minutes left before blackout
We may be dancing on the line
But there are still some things to sing about
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