The world goes on.
We can't change it, my friend.
Together to the end, to the end.
Over Belsize.
Turn your magical eyes.
Looking at all we found.
Les bicyclettes de Belsize.
Rolling on through my head.
Let us enjoy them, before they go.
Come the dawn, they all are dead.
Yes, they're dead.
Over Belsize.
Turn your magical eyes.
Lookin' at all we found.
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