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 Lyricist: Ben Cooper
 Lyrics: 
 The TV sets on fire,Lets sit and watch the flames
 
 As the laugh tracks come tickle our ears
 
 There's car parks in the yard,
 Let's hang them from the rafters,
 And call it our junkyard chandelier.
 
 We may not have much
 But it's enough to keep us living
 The lawns out of luck
 Because it's never going to grow
 The sink is full of dust
 There is water in the ceiling
 But it's all that I've ever known
 
 The branches hit the ground
 As the winds attempt to whistle
 I'm not going out there, no way
 As Nature does her rounds
 It's like we're in a snow-globe
 One shake is all it takes
 To ruin things
 
 We may not have much
 But it's enough to keep us living
 The lawns out of luck
 Because it's never going to grow
 The sink is full of dust
 There is water in the ceiling
 But it's all that I've ever known
 
 The floors creak and moan
 The shower is just a trickle
 The light bulbs have all just flickered out
 The kitchen is still a mess
 The window never closes
 We've got it all figured out
 
 
		
		
	
 
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