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Escape to the Country, time for me to mutter bitterly under my breath about people with nicer houses and more money than me.
I always hated the steriophonics, now I'm not so sure,
Christ real radio, UB40 AND simply red, are you trying to get me to kill myself?
Took off my bra and a toy fell out, absolutely no idea which child put it in there or when.
In the end. Material stuff means nothing.
Cliff Richard makes me want to stick needles in my any part of my body exposed to him.