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| Smiths Strange Ways Here We Come I Started Something I Couldn't Finish The lanes were silent with nothing or no one around for miles I doused our friendly venture with a hard-faced three-word gesture I started something I forced you into a zone and you were clearly never meant to go hair brushed and parted typical me, typical me typical me I started something ...and now I'm not too sure I grabbed you by the guilded beams that's what Tradition means and I doused another venture with a gesture that was...absolutly vile I started something forced you to a zone and you were clearly never meant to go hair brushed and parted typical me, typical me typical me I started something ...and now I'm not too sure I garbbed you by the guilded beams that's what Tradition means and now eighteen months' hard-labour seems..fair enough I started something forced you to a zone and you were clearly never meant to go hair brushed and parted typical me, typical me typical me I started something and now I'm not too sure |
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