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Lyrics:
Just off the boat They pushed down a spending spree I've spied and I've caught A taxi to half-way home, I've miles, miles, miles to go I gave the bar room boys A lesson in making sure you walk home alone With the dregs of your dignity to keep you company A lull in language left my words stale Flying bare faced I began to hate the sound of my own voice Some are born in heaven Some are born in Irvine And then the door is as far as they will go Another chorus line urge Crushed by the coast line quirks Who've held their high tide Since leaving their problems in the secondary modern A man who tried harder then I Boldly crossed to one side he said 'Hang on to your head I'll help you through' Some are born in heaven Some are born in irvine And then the door is as far as they will go With an old hand on a young brow He said 'I must go' And I asked 'show me how' Put one foot on the gravy train and You'll get there But I never left home- I just stayed downstairs They told me something I already knew They covered my frame in black and blue They wrote underneath the conclusion they drew Useless is just something beginning with you Useless is just something beginning with you Useless is just something beginning with you Beginning with you
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