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Further we make claims on our teas
Dawn inner here for we've nowhere to be
Nowhere to be
Nowhere to be
Father stains, we're all on our knees
Down on our words and we've nothing to be
Nothing to be
Nothing to be
Further down we're all on our sails
Paid to upheed though we've nothing these days
Nothing these days
Nothing these days
Further still, their stall in a daze
We're down on our knees and we've nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say...