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Citizen Fish Wider Than A Postcard

in line Big big house in the country side Souvenir shops don't close till nine Postcards do when the sun don't shine Please be gone by closing time Picture a

d been seeking For no other reason than to work out a theory That noise is just a sound on a different scale To what we expect, so I started to yell Out

these people understand From strangers at a party - Who's that over there? To those in a different country where the language makes you scared If you're in a

one making clear of intent. Not that merely waiting would've guaranteed a different state in this latent situation, and no amount of patience can replace a

me death! To having any destiny control A new sense of fear with a love of the old Being able to gain from a shaking plane A proximity to death and maybe

There's a lot of people There's a lot of food There's a lot of money All being misused You feed the starving millions with donations of a quid (a pound

green When the traffic lights broke down There was a whole lot of cars reaching out of town We were all too scared to move Until a man in a uniform told