'cause I'm sorted out, and how.
And you've made it all wrong
Well it stopped some time in May,
Whilst you were still away.
Doing something pathetically ridiculous?
I never no ticed it at first
But when you came back it got worse.
It's the idea of you, you see
And you've got it all wrong
And you've got it all wrong
Sleep in factory hallways
And sleep in factory hallways
Can't you see it gets me down?
Somebody I just don't want to be
Oh whoa you're a nightmare
And you've got it all wrong
Yeah you're a nightmare to me
Oh why why you should keep on
And you've got it all wrong
Oh you're a nightmare to me
You're always hanging around
You're always hanging round
You're always hanging around
You're always hanging round
You're always hanging round
You're always hanging round
You're always hanging round.
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