Standard (EADGBE)

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I've got a little secret for ya

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Even now there's something to be proud about

You come up the hard way

And they remind you every day

You're nothing

Oh my words in your mouth are mumbled all about

You're like a journalist

You can cut and paste and twist

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You're awful

Tell it to your king

Go and tell him everything you know

Tell him you know how I feel

Tell him you know how i feel

At the palace gates

I'm all levered of my face

And I just can't work out what it's all about

I see snakes in eyes

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And danger signs

If you were late you mustn't dare complain

And you wont like this at all

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There's nothing to break your fall

Oh tell it to your king

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Tell him everything you know

And you know how I feel out of place

Until I've levered of my face

And I can work out what you're on about

Didn't they explain

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you have to play the game

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Johnny drinks and smokes his cares away,

his heart is in the lonely way,

living in the ruins

of a castle built on sand