| It’s grim all day, we’re down in the dungeons
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| Livin' in a town of hard times called London
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| Looking for a job cause your job’s redundant
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| Fuck it all off and go to the function
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| Do what we want from Monday to Sunday
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| Stop me and search, I don’t give her no face
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| No, officer, I don’t do no cocaine
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| No, officer, I don’t give you no name
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| It’s all in your head, so just get out of bed
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| And do something instead of just wastin' your time
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| I know that you’re tryna be my own worst enemy
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| Standin' in front of me, wastin' my time
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| Wish that it was easy just tryna be me
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| Freedom is a freebie, would you believe it?
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| Seein' is believin', don’t stop me dreamin'
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| I say, «Fuck the Queen,» tell me if it’s treason
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| Wish that it was easy just tryna be me
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| Freedom is a freebie, would you believe it?
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| Seein' is believin', don’t stop me dreamin'
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| I say, «Fuck the Queen,» tell me if it’s treason
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| It’s all in your head, so just get out of bed
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| And do something instead of just wastin' your time
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| I know that you’re tryna be my own worst enemy
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| Standin' in front of me, wastin' my time
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| Wastin' my time, wastin' my time
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| Wastin' my time, wastin' my time
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| Time, time, time, time, time, time
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| Time, time, time, time, time, time, time
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| Fuck off |