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I was a few coins short of a place to be

I hung 'round the square like a rare disease

Bleak as a funeral at a funfair

But I rolled on like a carousel

And I bought me a round in the Crown and Bells

Held court like a king, was dethroned and thrown out and threw up there

Nobody loves a tortured soul like a tortured soul loves a tortured soul

Nobody loves a tortured soul like a tortured soul loves a tortured soul

And nobody loves me

So in a laundrette on a street with no trees

I flicked through pages of slick journalese

And thought — a revolution’s coming, someone just has to call it

I wanted a car then to drive or sell

Or to run away, or to raise some hell

But I know every time I drive a car I stall it

Nobody loves a tortured soul like a tortured soul loves a tortured soul

Nobody loves a tortured soul like a tortured soul loves a tortured soul

And nobody loves me

Here’s an article about gaining wealth

Here’s one about mental health

Here’s one about stacking shelves

Here’s on about Santa’s elves

They say they’ll get you what you want

They promise you that you’ll succeed

But they never get you what you want

And you never get what you need

I’m looking for that sunny day

Chasing the clouds away…

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