The saints

This perfect day

The saints
Don't talk to me about what's been done
nothing has changed it all goes on
& they'll keep laughing till the end
I've seen them drive around in cars
all look the same get drunk in bars
& don't talk back we got no social rights
This perfect day
what more to say
I don't need no one to tell me what I allready know
We got no high times always flat
if you go out you don't come back
it's all so funny I can't laugh
This perfect day etc etc...
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