.Newly weds, nearly deads
Seas of green skies of lead
Constant rain on my head
Stately homes for the rich
Bowling green, cricket pitch
Victoria, what a bitch
Victoria
I was born in a place
Where the cops spray their mace
On the kids at the gigs
And th.
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