
Don’t you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you’d never been
But all the things that you’ve seen
Are gonna fade away
So I start a revolution from my bed
Cos you said the brains
I have went to my head
Step outside the summertime’s in bloom
Stand up besides the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
Cos you aint ever gonna burnt my heart out.
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