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So I said is that all that matters anymore
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Who happened to like that band first, who likes 'em more
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Why do you compensate for the fact that your clearly oh, so very silly
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By mincin' around my town like a Fallowfield Hillbilly


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I've seen the way that your lookin' at all of the normal kids
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You think their little hooligans just 'cos don't bat both eyelids
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When you walk past with your eyeliner on and one hand in glove
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But it's just, they're here for the music the thing that they love

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And it was literally carnage at the back of Picadilly to see who could buy it first
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And does a limited edition seven inch, quench your thirst
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For an album that will probably let you down
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But it doesn't even matter becuse you don't like that band anymore 'cos they're not underground 
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You know who you are


I've seen the way that your lookin' at all of the normal kids
You think their little hooligans just 'cos don't bat both eyelids
When you walk past with your eyeliner on and one hand in glove
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I'm gonna ask you can you play guitar my boy can you fuck.