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So, goodbye
Please stay with your own kind
And i'll stay with mine

There's something against us
It's not time
It's not time
So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye


I know i need hardly say
How much i love your casual way
Oh, but please put your tongue away
A little higher and we're well away
The dark nights are drawing in
And your humour is as black as them
I look at yours, you laugh at mine
And "love" is just a miserable lie
You have destroyed my flower-like life
Not once - twice
You have corrupt my innocent mind
Not once - twice
I recognise that mystical air
It means : i'd like to see your underwear
I know the wind-swept mystical air
It means : i'd like to see your underwear
What do we get for our trouble and pain ?
Just a rented room in whalley range
What do we get for our trouble and pain ?
...whalley range !
Into the depths of the criminal world
I followed her ...


I need advice, i need advice
I need advice, i need advice
Nobody ever looks at me twice
Nobody ever looks at me twice


I'm just a country-mile behind
The world


I'm just a country-mile behind
The whole world
Oh oh, oh ...


I'm just a country-mile behind
The world


I'm just a country-mile behind
The whole world
Oh oh, oh ...


Take me when you go
Oh oh, oh...


Take me when you go
Oh oh, oh ...


I need advice, i need advice

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