Standard (EADGBE)

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I've got a little secret for ya

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Even now there's something to be proud about

 You come up the hard way

 And they remind you every day

 You're nothing

 Oh my words in your mouth are mumbled all about

 You're like a journalist

 You can cut and paste and twist

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You're awful

Tell it to your king

 Go and tell him everything you know

 Tell him you know how I feel

 Tell him you know how i feel

 At the palace gates

 I'm all levered of my face

 And I just can't work out what it's all about

 I see snakes in eyes

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And danger signs

If you were late you mustn't dare complain

 And you wont like this at all

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There's nothing to break your fall

 Oh tell it to your king

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Tell him everything you know

 And you know how I feel out of place

 Until I've levered of my face

 And I can work out what you're on about

Didn't they explain

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you have to play the game

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 Johnny drinks and smokes his cares away,

 his heart is in the lonely way,

living in the ruins

 of a castle built on sand