My my what a guy in a long line of high fly blow dry simple simon magic eye
Oh no he's going to buy a Van gogh he doesn't really like it
Put your head in your hands da da di du du da da
We are the also rans, we'll be your moral guidance

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No no he's a tramp in an old van.
Talk tough sleep rough killing with his big hands.
He's happy in his own kind of way but he doesn't really know it.
Put your head in your hands da da di du du da da
We are the also rans, we'll be your spiritual soldiers.

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Live live with your fears and your pet hates.
Down south bigh mouth evening with your work mates.
At nine we're going to see the young knives, nobody really likes them
Put your head in the sand da da di du du da da
We are the also rans we'll be yout guardian angels

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