A Question of Reasons
Thursday, February 1st, 2007

Get up early every morning just to put your make up on
The wardrobe’s full of useless clothes, your winter coats are gone
The jackal pack is feeding, the motorway sweeps down
The council tries to bribe the rich just to stay in town
Get me out, get me out of this place
Get me out of this trap, get me out of my brain
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