This England made me Between the war and [the] rockets flying [And from] the crib [it] saves me And teach me wrong and right
Then the world was talking [But] never got it's chance to say When there's too much talking Nobody hears the words you say
You won't see [And] baby now I [won't hear] These blind communications Only last throughout the year And half of what we're saying Is halfway [near the] truth And blind communications For a million hearts and fools
I am a witness To a land of a million fools All placing bets on life Then hate the ones [who] lose And all [who're] lonely Never get the chance to say That their one and only Would be the chance to even play
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Hello Monday The [weekend's] just a blur I've been burning bridges And now I'm begging at your door So I keep on working 'Cause it's a chance for me to pay [For] too much talking When you believe the words I say