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Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen. Right now I got to tell you about. ♪. The fabulous. Most groovy bellbottoms Hu. Bellbottoms! Hu. Yeah Hu. Bellbottoms, bellbottoms. Bellbottoms, bellbottoms
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Oi!. All over the country. (We want a new direction). I said all over this land. (We need a reaction). Well there should be a youth explosion. (Inflate creation). But something we can command
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). And you're an explosion (you're dynamite). Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand. And I fuse the results in a bang baba bang-go. . Chorus. I said I bet that you look good on the dance
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names. They be wanting. To kill you in your sleep. . And all the bull that people sling. (Love Explosion). It doesn't matter what they say. (Love Explosion). . So jump out, jump out. Get your
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echoes). The residual echoes from the giant explosion. Where they said it beginned The germs from space, the negative virus knit-wear. The blobulent suit, that's right, the blobulent suit. It's made of
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The day that Jackie jumped the jail. The day that Jackie jumped the jail. There was a big explosion just as he got off the motorway. And thirty thousand fireworks took the piss out of Princes
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. Lights up boys Explosion falls upon deaf ears. While we're swimmin' in a sea of sham. Living in the shadow of vanity. A complex fashion for a simple man And there is no hell. And there is no shame
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. Lights up boys Explosion falls upon deaf ears. While we're swimmin' in a sea of sham. Living in the shadow of vanity. A complex fashion for a simple man And there is no hell. And there is no shame
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explosion on stage. Comes fear. Frances Fanon. Ya you know his anger is so clear ?. . Using my brain. Until the power is obtained. Using my stength to gain. A struggle for rage. . But I. Choose to
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the fuzzy-wuzzy lovin' cup explosion. I think we missed it. Anybody here see the changing of the year and emotion. . Don't give me no hand me down shoes. Don't give me no hand me down love. Don't
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it's lights up, boys. Lights up boys. . Explosion falls upon deaf ears. While we're swimming in a sea of sham. Living in the shadow of vanity. A complex fashion for a simple man. . And there is
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it's lights up, boys. Lights up boys. . Explosion falls upon deaf ears. While we're swimming in a sea of sham. Living in the shadow of vanity. A complex fashion for a simple man. . And there is
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it's lights up, boys. Lights up boys. . Explosion falls upon deaf ears. While we're swimming in a sea of sham. Living in the shadow of vanity. A complex fashion for a simple man. . And there is
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replace it with an H-bomb explosion. A painted jail cell of light in the sky. Like three-mile-island nightmares on TVs that sing us to sleep. They burn on and on like an oil field. Or a memory of what
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