Key: G major•
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Yeah
Verse 1
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in a class of twenty-two
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To be with in the village,
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two years either side of his birthday
He played football, boy, could he play
He played every single
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day and he still does
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came to watch him once
And they said that they were gonna
Interlude 1
be in touch
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Verse 2
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without ever asking to be
And without ever being told,
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that counts for a lot, still, believe it or not
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Lo and behold, everyone fell in line behind
He was the-
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and still run faster
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Than that whippet that could
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rubbing shoulders with the rabble
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Which by now had become such
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but instead as a small town
(On the sunny, sunny side of
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Fortunately, despite the influx of newcomers including,
for the first time
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A genuine authentic Italian restaurant run by
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a family of fantastic old school Neapolitans
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He was still the best at football,
and a most handsome man
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world continued to expand
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By the time he was twenty,
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he'd now been with all the girls deemed worth it in the village
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Though she had never strayed far,
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The torches lining the path of her own dreams had
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Faster than a dying star,
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a mortgage, a marriage
A dog and children, a loft conversion
A dead dog, and a second home
on the Costa del Sol
In the hopes of stoking the coals
of two long lost souls
Which comes first,
counselling or keys in the bowl?
Put his own mother in a home
Got made redundant twice,
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room spinning
Clutching the curtain waving from the window,
they thought he was grinning
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He was grimacing, begging them to notice him,
The grandkids waving through
the rear windshield
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As the big electric gate draws
a line in between them
A fine, fine line between
benign and malignant
So get yourself checked,
book yourself an appointment
So get yourself checked,
book yourself an appointment
So get yourself checked,
book yourself
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out to mourn his end
A full house, he would've been so proud knowing
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that no one said a bad word about him aloud
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He wasn't perfect,
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but he was my friend
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A plaque bears his full name
on a bench by the water's edge
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And a quote about life and death from a song
But I did, and I know full well
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That there are more handsome men and better footballer
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s out there in Greater Manchester
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They would've cut him down to size if they could've,
He bloomed and he grew and grew,
and still he was doomed
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Out there, somewhere,
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floating in the ether
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Born dyed in the wool, never
knowing of a belly half full
So many of us just crabs in a barrel
the inevitable cull
There are those that grow thick skins
quick for the sake of their sins
And the savvy folk that just keep their mouths
We collide with each other, we submit,
and we bare our teeth
Catch fish using giant metal ships
and scream with laughter
At 4AM staggering home
down moonlit country lanes
We cry because children are dying across the sea
and there is nothing we can do about it
which we had no part in building
We are sorry, truly we are sorry,
we are just trying to get by too
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