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|(On this glorious occasion of the splendid defeat)
 
I wanna start from before the beginning
Loot wine:
"Be mine, and
  Then let's stay out for the night"
 
Ride via Parkside
Semi-perilous lives
Jeer the lights in the windows
Of all safe and stable homes
(But wondering then, well,
What could peace of mind be like?)
 
Anyway, do you want to hear our story, or not?
 
As the Fulham Road lights
Stretch and invite into the night
From a Stevenage overspill
We'd kill to live around
SW6 - with someone like you
Keep thieves' hours with someone like you
...As long as it slides
 
You stalk the house
In a low-cut blouse:
"Oh Christ, another stifled
  Friday night!"
And the Fulham Road lights
Stretch and invite into the night
 
Well, I was fifteen
What could I know?
When the gulf between
All the things I need and the things I receive
Is an ancient ocean wide - wild, lost, uncrossed
 
Still I maintain there's nothing wrong with you
You do all that you do because it's all you can do
Well, I was fifteen
Where could I go?
With a soul full of loathing
For stinging bureaucracy
Making it anything other than easy
For working girls like me
 
With my hands on my head
I'll flop on your bed
With a head full of dread
For all I've ever said
 
Maladjusted, maladjusted
Maladjusted, maladjusted
Never to be trusted
Oh, never to be trusted
 
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
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(On this glorious occasion of the splendid defeat)

I wanna start from before the beginning Loot wine: "Be mine, and Then let's stay out for the night"

Ride via Parkside Semi-perilous lives Jeer the lights in the windows Of all safe and stable homes (But wondering then, well, What could peace of mind be like?)

Anyway, do you want to hear our story, or not?

As the Fulham Road lights Stretch and invite into the night From a Stevenage overspill We'd kill to live around SW6 - with someone like you Keep thieves' hours with someone like you ...As long as it slides

You stalk the house In a low-cut blouse: "Oh Christ, another stifled Friday night!" And the Fulham Road lights Stretch and invite into the night

Well, I was fifteen What could I know? When the gulf between All the things I need and the things I receive Is an ancient ocean wide - wild, lost, uncrossed

Still I maintain there's nothing wrong with you You do all that you do because it's all you can do Well, I was fifteen Where could I go? With a soul full of loathing For stinging bureaucracy Making it anything other than easy For working girls like me

With my hands on my head I'll flop on your bed With a head full of dread For all I've ever said

Maladjusted, maladjusted Maladjusted, maladjusted Never to be trusted Oh, never to be trusted

There's nothing wrong with you There's nothing wrong with you There's nothing wrong with you There's nothing wrong with you There's nothing wrong with you

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