Marx And Engels

There´s misery in all I hear and see
From people on TV
After their tea when life begins again
They´ll be happier than me

There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday
From the view I saw today
I took a bet inside the launderette
With a girl from Wallasey

She spoke in dialect I could not understand
But one thing that she made clear
There was no coming on to her
There was no way

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There´s misery in all I hear and see
From people on TV
After their tea when life begins again
They´ll be happier than me

There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday
From the view I saw today
I took a bet inside the launderette
With a girl from Wallasey

She spoke in dialect I could not understand
But one thing that she made clear
There was no coming on to her
There was no intellect
That she could respect
If it couldn´t see
That the girl just wants to be
Left alone with Marx and Engels for a while
She´s writing in the style
Of any riot girl

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