When you`re young you stand your ground
And nothing seem to get you down at all
Then you grow to realise
That everything ain`t black and white, it`s brown
On and on your life drags on and every day`s the same
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It`s a long way to paradise from here
It`s a long way to paradise from here
Every week you stand in line
You queue to put your name upon a form
And every week they have devised
Another way of making you feel small
On and on your life grinds on and you`re not living at all
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You think you`re tough, You think you`re smart
But they know how to break your heart
they`ll chew you up and spit you out and make you start again
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