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All your dreams are back where they belong. All your fears are up and running strong. The riderless takes the race. No tears of joy for sad mistakes.

Looking for an answer, tough shit there's none to give. All gone astray, lost on the way. Looking for choices the sale's on every day, bargains galore

I would hear a diiferent song but the needle's stcuk, the groove is worn. Watch the logic walk away, the words just mash to gray and we're all left sitting

No reason, round again, dirty wisdom, a dirty friend. What price to answer, what price to pay. A viscous rumour is round again. So if you're trying to

Waste a smile, waste an afternoon, waste a while just waiting. Watch the thief follow the aftermath, wasting time just hanging round. Waste an hour,

Just what lived and just what died is open to conjecture. The one that walked away can't find the words to say. In the early morning sun death just did

What an arsehole What a fucking wanker What a toss-pot ,a toe rag ,a fart in a jar I've been dreaming a dream that keeps recurring Turn the corner you