If you ask me it ain't up to you
Tell your lonely boys what to do
Run on across and give a hand
And there was someone going down
The murder sound it sets a tone
And i wont know half the blokes
Run across and give a hand
There was someone going down
You're a person that never hears
Squash my ribs and let it squeal
Run on across and give a hand
And there was someone going down
In charge of bovver here
But think twice i don't care
Run on across and give a hand
And there was someone going down
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