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Hugh Cornwell - Wired lyrics
Wired antisocial beast Wired not put out in the least Someone's got up my nose Bothering me who knows The whys and the wherefores Speaking in semaphores Wired everything moves in slow motion Wired some sort of a computer The tapes running backwards Keep up your step on the moving pavement So what are you on? x4 An escalator taking you underground That's what it is it is That's what it is it is it is |
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