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Bad news, bad news!
I heard you're packing to leave!
I come arunning right over;
I just couldn't believe it,
I just couldn't believe it.

Oh, baby, baby
You must be out of your mind.
Do you know what you're kicking away?
We've got a groovy thing goin', baby,
We've got a groovy thing.

I never done you no wrong,
I never hit you when you're down,
I always gave you good loving,
I never ran around,
I never ran around.

Oh, baby, baby
You must be out of your mind.
Do you know what you're kicking away?
We've got a groovy thing goin', bab

I know what you're hiding from me. 
You know what I'm hiding from you. 
I know that you hurt me real bad. 
You know that I hurt you bad, too. 

Let's just get naked, just for a laugh. 
Let's just get naked. 
It's a trip and a half. 

Here comes that story again, all about that television show. 
Here comes my typical response. 
Won't you tell me something I don't know? 
And I'm pissed off about being the cops and 
you're pissed off about being the maid. 
And

I thought love so gentle so pure
I knew love so sweet and so secure
Turning with an open heart
With a touch we would never be apart
Flames of love now ash just drifts away
Here I am I'm lost and love's astray
I can never love again
For love lied and it died in the end

If I knew then what I know now
If I had known it all somehow
Always believing
Love deceiving
I could have held my shattered dream
Seen all the things I should have seen
Now I know love lies
Now I know love is bound to die

So much love now gone just slipped away
So much pa

they wanna get my arse in gear and make a contribution
if i don't then i'm gonna feel the wrath of retribution
don't wanna ask for 'more'
a distraction to the door of freedom, liberty, rejection of their law

you revel in self-glory thinking the battle has been won
a product of your history but we can steal it from your sons
masked up and hooded we raise a clenched fist
state politics of hypocrites respond like terrorists
with a shot to the top this method will rock
sowing the seeds of discontent the structure will rot
light the fuse, stop the abuse <