I turn the music down And I don't know why, this is my house I turn the music down And I don't know why, this is my house The best friend on the payroll
You were a boy before you became a man I don't see the joy And you ran with your pals in the sun You turned around and they were gone Again A sick boy
Head in the clouds And a mouthful of pie Head in a blouse Everybody loves him, I see why Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave
You don't know a thing about their lives They live where you wouldn't dare to drive You shake as you think of how they sleep But you write as if you all
You fight with your right hand and caress with your left hand Everyone I know is sick to death of you With a tear that's a mile wide in the kite that
There's too many people Planning your downfall When your spirit's on trial These nights can be frightening Sleep transports sadness To some other mid
Compare the best of their days With the worst of your days, you won't win With your standards so high and your spirits so low At least remember, this
He's just too good-natured and He's got too much money and He's got too many girlfriends I'm jealous, that's all Have you seen him go, though? Oh Have
You were a boy before you became a man I don't see the joy And you ran with your pals in the sun You turned around and they were gone Again ...
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: There's too many people Planning your downfall When your spirit's on trial These nights can be frightening Sleep transports sadness To some other
: Compare the best of their days With the worst of your days You won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember
: You were a boy before you became a man I don't see the joy And you ran with your pals in the sun You turned around and they were gone Again ...
: You don't know a thing about their lives They live where you wouldn't dare to drive You shake as you think of how they sleep But you write as if
: I turn the music down; and I don't know why, this is my house I turn the music down; and I don't know why, this is my house The best friend on the
: Head in the clouds, and a mouthful of pie Head in a blouse, everybody loves him I see why Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave Dagenham
: He's just too good-natured and He's got too much money and He's got too many girlfriends I'm jealous, that's all Have you seen him go, though,
