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I’m looking on the bright side

But I still don’t see the light

And why are friends so hard to find

On Wednesday night?

I’ve got a ten pound note in my pocket

And it’ll never find it’s way back home

And you thought I’d be lonely

When you’d gone

Discipline is a shelter

The punishment’s my home

Built on sticks and stones

And now brittle bones

I’m just a slip of a thing

And now I’m on the slide

And I get so confused on my own

Barmaids beware

Sweet-stout style

And whiskey-drunk flair

I’m drinking the wishing well dry

And collecting the coins

And my cup’s brimming over with bliss

Seems that when my throat gets dry

My words get wry

And I raise my glass like a fist

Every sip’s a kiss

You used to say my secrets were safe

And that I had no need

To lock them away

But I could kick myself to death

For leaving you the key

And now I know

What security means to me

Hard to get a hold of

What it means to me

And it’s hard to get out of the gutter

When it’s raining feet

And every helping hand’s a fist

I’m drinking the wishing well dry

And collecting the coins

And my cup’s brimming over with bliss

Seems that when my throat gets dry

My words get wry

And I raise my glass like a fist

Every sip’s a kiss

But hey where will I go

And now that you have gone

And now that you have gone

And now that it has gone

Where will I go

No no where, where will I go

No no where will I go, no nowhere

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