| Head in the clouds, high up on a hill
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| Stars shine in the water like coconut milk
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| The fireworks blast and they give us a thrill
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| But I can see the sheen of the oil spill
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| I think I can cope if I’m holding your hand
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| You and me watch the thieves burn the sea
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| With our feet in the sand
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| Because it’s always, it’s always some dirty fucker
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| Always some corner cutting son of a bitch
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| Who’s trying to rip it off, trying to slag it down
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| It’s always, always some dirty fucker
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| It’s always some dirty fucker
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| I had my head in the clouds, I’m high on Lemon Hill
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| Trash floats in the water like spoiled milk
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| The fireworks blast and they give us a thrill
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| Insomniac City always gives me the chills
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| I thought I could cope with her by my side
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| Couldn’t look her in the eye and tell her
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| That I’m satisfied
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| Because it’s always, it’s always some dirty fucker
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| Always some corner cutting son of a bitch
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| Who’s trying to rip it off, trying to slag it down
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| It’s always, always some dirty fucker
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| It’s always some dirty fucker
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| Some wiseass son of a bitch
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| Who’s trying to rip it up, trying to slag it down
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| You rip it off man, I thought we were down
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| It’s always, it’s always, hey!
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| Because it’s always, it’s always some dirty fucker
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| Always some corner cutting son of a bitch
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| Who’s trying to rip it up, trying to mess around
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| You rip me off man, I thought we were down
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| It’s always, always some dirty fucker
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| Some dirty weasel motherfucker
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| It’s always, always a dirty fucker |