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• Artiste: Tin Star
• Titre: Going Slow
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So you wanna be In tune with the times Sell your six pack For a V sign Married and tax free Seeks easily pleased Thanks for coming The pleasure was all mine Watch them... Beat the meat And sell it to fleet street Witness Extraordinary crimes Try to draw the lines Round yours and mine It's a great idea But noone has the energy Those space age boys With hi-tech toys You've got kitties on your mind I don't know Getting nowhere Just getting by Going slow Maybe he was Smacked as a child He feels so way down the food chain To be so down Way down the food chain Everything's an enemy When you feel like A sea anemone Heaven above Is the lord and love Is the european Son of a gun Making a beeline For the london skyline They're great ideas But noone has his energy Words just seem to roll off his tongue I don't know Getting nowhere Just getting by Going slow I don't know Getting nowhere Just getting by Going slow Married a girl From the News Of The World Got nothing to say Got one on the way The face of today Is the mask of tomorrow Married a girl From the News Of The World "Mentally ill Seeks baby girl 60 a day What do you say?" I don't know Getting nowhere, nowhere Just getting by... Going slow, I don't know... I don't know I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't No, I don't, know, no I don't know You're getting nowhere