My name is Phil, I take pics
And all I wanted was a word, a photograph to keep at home, and all I wanted was a word. A photograph to keep.
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I’m starting to feel the monotony of the tower block
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If I had been born two hundred years ago I would have been a sailor, and sailing I would go
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down, down, down in a burning ring of fire
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if I could choose the life I please then I would be a boatman
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she wrote my name on a red telephone box, when I got there she’d already rubbed it off
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Caroline laughs and It’s raining all day
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and there’ll be sun, sun, sun
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‘scuse me while i kiss the sky