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Wake up straight
Called out by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But Iââ?¬â?¢m sure that I was dreaming
TV on,
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again
Another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on

Porridge done
I take my kid to school
It was the pound shop, Woolworthââ?¬â?¢s
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the West Way flies by
Then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramas
The studio
And a love of all sweet music
We just canââ?¬â?¢t let go
Let goââ?¬¦ let go.. let goââ?¬¦ let go.. let go

So meditate
On what weââ?¬â?¢ve all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil War
Is what we all were born into
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Donââ?¬â?¢t capitulate
To the forces of the market place
Theyââ?¬â?¢re long departed
Consolidate
The love weââ?¬â?¢ve had together
On a cold day in springtime